One hand is holding the pen other hand is holding the drink at the corner of two walls all alone drowned in thoughts and pleasure of pain Drowned in the sea of tears the sweat, cause of the heat of sad sighs Listening the sound of my heart like a little child it cries scary night with flashes and thunder sound your love's ghost is walking around One hand is holding the pen I'm writing my about my sin that was your love and kiss of you lips...! *s* *a* *m*