THREE SIXTY FIVE

where is passion I felt?
Where is hope I wanted before?
Before know I changed myself.
But I know there are things that will never change.
So I will join what is left.
Coz maybe it push my back.
Are you thinking things useless at all?
Even all things disappear for you.

Even if this place changes this tree is standing.
Much time is gone away
but there'er days here that remain in your heart.
It's your three sixty five.

Can you call back your past, many people who you saw?
You try to reach for something
and pieces of you spill over from you.
Things crumble thatyou built up.
And you feel nothing left.
Are you thinking things useless at all?
Even all things disappear for you.

I'm standingon on much time gone away.
I know that push my back.
Even all things disappear for me.
Coz much time is pushing my back.