Looking at me from the cliff of life
Why do you still stare at my rise
It was the black choice you made
Created a deep hole in my soul.
I keep getting reasons to smile
Desires of going the long miles
But when the movement begins
Appears a black hole in my soul.
As I made my plans to move on
Filling the hole with my reasons
The hole disappeared for a while
Then the body turned into a hole.
I can still see someone on the cliff
Looking at every inch of my soul
Please don’t care about anything
‘Coj you are the one who dug it.