And we look into the eyes of a stranger
However, we have known all along
Under the advices of the wachful eyes
Tolerate the noise

Trying to dig up the heart, and the goodness and the real
Trying to go
Trying to cross and the story hangs

But everything comes to nothing
Come lot of whispers
We don't know what the plan should be
We control the failure


Trying to dig up the heart, and the goodness and the real
Trying to go
Trying to cross and the story hangs