Ones keep to themselves,
Seeking nobody's company.
They like to hide.
And at the same time, they don't.
Ones have little love,
Few actually look for it.
Ones are forlorn,
Filled with sorrow.
......
Ones keep to themselves,
Seeking nobody's company.
They like to hide.
And at the same time, they don't.
Ones have little love,
Few actually look for it.
Ones are forlorn,
Filled with sorrow.
......