Blame my youth
Sweet, smooth breeze soothes my mind and answer my prayers,
comb the tangles I left aside,
steal the sadness they seeded.
Let, the love that I've lost,
return with forgiveness and light,
bless me spite the stories I hide,
to accept who I am
and blame my youth.
This romance by myself is gone,
I'm not fear anymore.
My redemption can blow away,
to the end of the film.
Hurry up and end the broken scenes.
And blame my youth...
