Between sleeping and walking
Dark green has covered up
Tall trees has quit everything but slow breathing
All the beings resign tnemselves
“Be careful not wake her up”
Acting like a living dead in there
Touch her cheek,.drop a kiss with a desire
But he can't cover in between the ideal and the real
His cold hand speaks the truth without any hope
Sleeping beauty keep on dreaming and dreaming
I need your help to change world
But no reply back
Is this the worst and saddest story with a kiss?
I need your help to change the world
I'm waiting for you
Until she will open her eyes
“Good morning” for one hundred years
I'm weak at waking up
What kind of bastard broke into my sleep?
Well some nerves he has got
So I checkes him with a little peak
But sorry he's not my type
Shall I keep on sleeping again?