I'm seeking for a song, for my soul cries in pain.
I'm seeking for a tree, which will never topple over me, unlike friendship cripple and fake.
I'm seeking for a ray of hope in the clouded abyss, to save me from sinking ships.
I'm seeking for a pen to write my name in blood, as a promise to my friend, saying,
I'm seeking for your genuine care, nothing more, for that would show me, what a friend you are, from deep heart's core.
