Sometimes I wonder
If you would ever change my story,
Or would you leave it unaltered,
No more than a blunder...
Sometimes I wonder
Why do I wish to have you,
Unnecessary as it sounds,
As much I wish to surrender...
Sometimes I wonder
If love is always so dark
Or am I blinded by its light?
The difference is slender...
Sometimes I wonder
What does complete truly means?
Is it just to not feel empty,
Or to not ask for anything more?
Sometimes I wonder,
Sometimes I wonder....