Waiting for your fingerprint,
my skin is lightly blue.
Through time I want to be your betrayal,
because I'm hoping for you.
There should be a place
for the ones who got lost,...
in the house with the cloudy rooms.
I will always loving you most,
and you'll never be alone.
Its an easy constructiob of an old new idea,
but nobody has heard its true explanation.
I purpose not to separate from you,
as an acknowledge of my true complexion
(words by Toni Patrona, 1978- )