part 4

what...can i do?
it was almost 1800 b.p.m.
my heart's pumping like dropping
my heart's dropping like dripping
the dripping of my blood
like the darkest river flowing
hardly in the hot summer days
the residents' souls soon fade away
like mine, is thus faded away
as i was the soul of the river
i once build a home at the riverbanks
waiting for you, to wave at me asking
"when will your home be done?
but your lips and eyes just shut
when passing by,
once you look at me in the eye
i blamed myself,
i was scared and stupid not to ask for your hand
long before,
half an hour to go
to sit right beside you
may this hour remains
when and where shall i ever see you again?
i will be regretting for the rest of the time
when you still fresh in my mind
but i guess it will last till it sees me dead
may my love reach you long
because i have keep it locked inside of me
and buried it too long
now that I've gone too far
please say it's not too late
for now I'm dead and gone