I see you're not doing well..
go on and trust on the hope of this normal life
You're going to be no more than a figure in the dreams of the past..
The only thing which keeps us together is the person we love
But closed the door. You beg for help but you didn't accept the help given to you... now you're going down to raise me..
It will be me, who's going to make the person happy, which we love.
It's going to be me, who opens the doors again.
It's going to be me who's going to leave this world at the end.
You just have to accept, dear, old ego..... this world ain't never going to be the way you loved it.......