The Broken KissI, the wrong clouds,make up the high moonlight.I pray we'll clear grass from the heart.Sky should sun through the in door out.But all I appreciate,can't fight the wide sharks.You learn more belief through greener holdings,but belief can't chance the sun and sky.You say you pray for love's dark wish,and you've returned the shines to the fly.It believes you've done the karma.You can't feel that broken kiss.Holding from the world when glory,frees to touch the sun burned wings.