Every Rain And Every Teardrop

Every rain is made..
and every teardrop was laid..
Feeling that I should end my life..
but my heart says it will never be right...

I want to start something new..
But how will I do it without you?
I hate to pretend it's not too late..
But how will I try if I made the mistake?

I cry and sadness is created..
maybe hearts were really made not to be separated..

And now you are gone..
I fake that i'm not alone..
because I can still hear you..
because I can still see you..

I, the creator of dreams..
I, who made every person's life happy...
But I, who can't make myself be like that..
But I, who tries to believe everything is a lie...