ROOTS OF TREE

In spite of waiting impatiently, It's getting dark The one I'm waiting for, won't come As the sun about to set, I feel myself sunk in sorrow I feel myself sunk in deep sorrow I told myself to not feel so sad but My face turned into darkness When I think about after this I feel a pain shoot through my temple I feel a pain with hole shoot through my temple I don't want to say the thing like "There's no help for it" or "Good bye" There must be something I can do But it's sucks to be so insistent There must be something I can do It's time to raise my head up To be fortunate or not It's time to raise my head up It is up to myself It's time to raise my head up To be fortunate or not It's time to raise my head up It is up to myself I might say the word "So long" or "Good bye" someday (Someday) I might say the word "So long" or "Good bye" someday