It's your birthday tomorrow
And I don't know what to do
But it's been a year since we
Actually spoke to each other
And now my hands are tied
I can no longer post a letter
Nor wrap gift or call phone
Neither fit words together
But the date will be there etched
For the insanity of all my plans
Of buying an absurd flight ticket
Or thinking to paint with blood
But this time I feel I shouldn't
Try to disturb your harmony
Instead I'll send a gentle wish
In a dream in my deep sleep
It'll travel thousand miles
With the traveling breeze
Touch the flower in vase
On thy bright window sill
The flower will sense feeling
And the little music carried
Blossom a little bit more
And greet you tomorrow
And I don't know what to do
But it's been a year since we
Actually spoke to each other
And now my hands are tied
I can no longer post a letter
Nor wrap gift or call phone
Neither fit words together
But the date will be there etched
For the insanity of all my plans
Of buying an absurd flight ticket
Or thinking to paint with blood
But this time I feel I shouldn't
Try to disturb your harmony
Instead I'll send a gentle wish
In a dream in my deep sleep
It'll travel thousand miles
With the traveling breeze
Touch the flower in vase
On thy bright window sill
The flower will sense feeling
And the little music carried
Blossom a little bit more
And greet you tomorrow
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