Garden in the Corner of the Village
Legends never tell you're bad, but some people do
Grass turn yellow, thunder strikes, you don't even look back
Your trench is turn dry even though you always shed tears
That's the silent of your cry that only heard by sky
I keep running to you when a thousand haters pretend to love me
Flaming thunderbolt flying above my head
My feelings are as wretched as the curse that witch swears on
But there's no better choice beside coming to you again
Fifteen years you have never changed your self
Remained a flower-filled space in the corner of the village
Even though everyone never cares about you and you still stand in peace
Because you believe, I'm the only one you've always been waiting for
Legends never say you're bad, but haters will always do
My soul will shrivel, but your leaves will never wither
I always come back to you until my body doesn't bless of it anymore
Because you know, I never had a better choice except coming to you