I always look up at the sky
Thinking why people smile
Is this because they are glad?
or to keep that they are sad?
I always look up at the sky
Thinking why people cry
Is this because they are mad?
or they just feel of unloved?
I stand in front of the mirror
asking what is the biggest error
did I made a mistake on you?
or the mistakes came from you?
I stand in front of the mirror
asking what is my change for
I know you have the right way
that I need to follow day by day.
What is the truth of being with you
I really want to know what inside of you
I want the real you who has love for me
A real you that is sweet like a baby.
What is the truth in all the things I see
are they all their for reality?
or their just to pretend for me
cause now I can't find the real me.
