Tunnel

Time has gone by so past, happy days…
Yet to see the plain land of a gleaming life.
Have travel so much, have done so much
But reach not the limit, but a dark tunnel

have been in this dark tunnel for so long,
cannot see anything but guilt and anger
reasoning is meaningless as we walk though this mist
forgot not to use not our ear, but our heart

Blinded by what is happening,
Can never heard what our heart really said,
Confusion never let us be, what we want to be,
And never could accept reasoning.

I still fell, I still know,
That in the end of this dark tunnel
I will be waiting; I will still be waiting…
This heart of mine will still be waiting