You are an angel, conniving at my stubbornness in your way.
Gentle fingers brushed my wound, romantic and real.
Gone with the world.
My arm is your return address.
Ask me if I still love you.
Still guarding the dusty acacia for you
Ask if you still remember that love poem with no regrets.
Cut 3000 strings in one word.
Is it too late to start infatuating with your stubbornness?
Time stands still, solidifying my mind and holding on for you.
A minute passed, and life slowly faded away.
I'm only willing to be crazy for you all my life.
Ask me if I still love you.
Still guarding the dusty acacia for you
Ask if you still remember that love poem with no regrets.
Cut 3000 strings in one word.
Ask me if I want to die for you like I did then.
I will never refuse, no matter what my life is.
Ask if you still remember that love poem with no regrets.
Carve your name on my tombstone.