Distorted I don’t know what to do
Whirlwind blows up my mind
I feel fainted, so dizzy thinking of you.
How long will it end?
How far would I run?
How deep do I hide?
How will I remain to stand still?
I saw the light, so high to reach it
I saw your hands, I’m afraid I might lose my grip
Am I a failure?
Will I ever get out of this mess?
