unable to find what they call a heart's loneliness.

unable to find what they understand as the torment of being afraid of the dark.

unable to find the one who is destined to be with me. many are like me.

living life alone. love, it's just a few simple strokes. but more complicated than believed.

hate keeps love from changing. I' ve loved a few people, and have also been loved a few times.

but still unable to hold on to happiness.

love, can't it be counted? why do i still believe, it isn't a loner?

I'm waiting for someone, waiting for my eternity, to tell me that love doesn't travel alone, not to be afraid.

unable to use up all this flooding liberty.

now afraid that loneliness is a curse. admiring me, someone who flies, that after night falls, I'd rather return to the stocks and chains of love.

love, it's just a few simple strokes. but more complicated than believed.

hate keeps love from changing.

I' ve loved a few people, and have also been loved a few times, but still unable to hold on to happiness.

love, can't it be counted? why do i still believe, it isn't a loner?

I'm waiting for someone, waiting for my eternity to tell me that love doesn't travel alone, not to be afraid.

love, it's just a few simple strokes.

but more complicated that believed.

hate keeps love from changing.

I've loved a few people and have also been loved a few times, but still unable to hold on to happiness.

love, can't it be counted? why do i still believe, it isn't a loner?

I'm waiting for someone, waiting for my eternity to tell me that love doesn't travel alone, not to be afraid.

i' m waiting for someone, waiting for my eternity, to tell me love doesn't travel alone, to believe in it.