Is it about time to have my will in life?
Will the fig tree i dream,
keep me hold on to the love I am able to give?
On my own bed,
I am faithful to the youth heart to balance relativity.
To sleep alone,
is to let her know our kin is loved and smart,
in this world of opress affairs.
I am not thinking about to die,
even when death upon my side.
Those falls committed.
And the wage of sin is to pay by death.
To loose a loved one is not a perfect life.
I know she is there lacking my love to prove.
Only our close age would tell the bless.
Does she knows that i care about our future..
Does she knows i adore her name..
I hope she knows.