I offer my heart to the moon ‎But the moon light fell on other path ‎ ‎I bow down to the sun to gift it's light ‎The sun goes down when it's dark ‎ ‎I cradle to the edge to cover my sweat ‎The edge refuse my plea and crack ‎ ‎I beg my shadow to stop appearing ‎My shadow keeps appearing like moon ‎ ‎To the boy that once won the heart of rock ‎Now plea to the moon for light ‎ ‎At edge that show's mercy ‎Now become an enemy of him ‎ ‎Sees himself as sheep in fear ‎But deeply guilty of the shaking hands ‎ ‎Ohhh it's good to be waved sometimes ‎How nice to be sheep in armor ‎ ‎At the ends still joyful as sun ‎Heart full of grief unarranged ‎ ‎Sometimes you have to sacrifice for life joyful as sun. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎