Try to find me.
I've been here for a long long time.
Try to know me.
I'll give you once chance to try.
The sky turns pink here and clouds take weird and funny shapes. I won't get tired of this even though I watch them everyday.
Try to ask me just anything you'd like to know.
But don't bother asking me about my home.
The sky turns pink here and clouds take weird and funny shapes. I won't get tired of this even though I watch them everyday.
You call it routine, but I call it happiness.
I am forgotten, but for it's the best.