Nothing..

Your fragile, folded wings
are just tired from the pure blue sky
you don't have to force your smiles for anyone
it's ok to smile...for yourself.

That lonely feeling keeps creeping up on me
a single candle burns still inside
there shouldn't be and expensive chandelier in a wild place like this
can i really bury it all with empty words?

I don't even know anymore..
as long as we can swim freely in our dreams
we won't need that sky anymore
Even if u can't let go of the past
i'll still be there to meet you tomorrow.

Your fragile, folded wings
are just tired from the pure blue sky
you don't have to force your smile for anyone
It's ok to smile... for yourself.