the distance we make it
distance is not far as we thought
you can feel,the movement of your walk
i remind,everytime
that time always came in my mind
when we shake hands,hanging out and
quarrel over such a petty matter
it takes me back,back on my my those memories
of my life,of my life distance
things which multiples us,multiples our joys
are not too far
those distance are not far away
i'm tired,sick,act so differently
to remember my movements of life
i'm frighten to think whats going on
thats why i raise question
is the distance is far enough to approach?
theres not much time to be left to reach
i think you recognize what you thought to be
trying to face different face of problem
a feeling of will of my desting
will of the wind which flow in the ocean
helps to face our distance of our life
this is my distance of life