I hate this Love Song.

The warm rays of the sun are from another world.
The field of reeds are dancing all alone, i remain still at a green hill.
Holding a conversation, I've yet to finish with her.
The sky is of an expressionless face, that holds no answers.
You're probably hiding behind the clouds, you're probably a star.
I close my eyes and feel your breath, i dream of you.
A smile spreads across my lips, you're breathing with me right now.
Time please stop, don't divide the two of us.
Wind stop blowing, this is my last letter to you.