I want a beautiful lie
a lie strange like the staying up owl on the tree
a lie angry like the whistle of the boat heading far away
a lie simple like the quietness on the empty road
a lie profound like the darkness surrounded the city
I want a beautiful lie
a lie insane that tense the mild air
a lie funny that bores the others' joke
a lie strong that trembles the still water
a lie soft that comforts the pure moonlight
I want a beautiful lie
a lie come with a breeze
a lie whispered by my ear
a lie made by you
a lie not belongs to you
