Sometimes I think, why is it so?
The world around you seems so gradient,
but still, you don't.
The weather feels so pleasant,
but still, you don't.
Sometimes I think, why is it so?
Even in the crowd, you feel lonely!
Even in the sun, you feel cold!
Sometimes I think, why is it so?
In the worst hours, you look for a ray of light,
Knowing there is none.
In your cheerful moments, you wait for a company,
Knowing you won't get one!
Every time I think,
Oh! It is so!
But sometimes I think,
Why is it so?
