The sun's shinin' brightly out of the window as it did everyday.
But my thought is not clear during a whole day.
Am I waitin'?
Perhaps, but I've no idear what I am waiting for.
Is it the QQ number that induces me into such a mess,
Twenty hours have passed,
no sleep, no diet, even no a word...
merely a faith, a desire, and a vague image knockin' my heart.
Am I crazy?
Perhaps, but I don't know what I am crazy for.
Is it the one behind the QQ that drives me mad.
Twenty hours have passed,
no sleep, no diet, even no a word...
only a message, a keyboard, and a dull stupid starin' a screen.
The moon's loomin' coyly out of the window as it did every sunset.
Will my thought remain unclear during another whole night?