I understand...

I understand you were busy
You had a very hard day
What if today be the last one
I live, can you say?

I understand you might be sad
For the things you feel wrong
What if that was nothing more than a
Music of melancholy song?

Life moves on, something you remember
Somethings you never want to
But you know hands become dirty
When you try to clean up too...

When one moves in the right
'noder the other way round
One is called the right n wrong
Fickle doesnt it sound?

I understand you want to go
Like a bird in the sky you are free
But the nest you build is too small n far
For me there to be........