Waiting for Betterlife

A letter was left on my table Written to be at the rails if I am able I went because I had nothing to do that day He would be angry if I didn't go, anyway Slowly the lights have fallen asleep So sleepy was the town That I couldn't go or leap And almost I fell down I was waiting but nobody came Why I do this, what's the aim? I was standing on that side Where then every hope has died Well, he didn't come Well, he didn't come Well, he didn't come Well, he didn't come I'm living in a sick world Where my soul has just traveled Anywhere I am I'm not fine It's not my world, it's not mine This world doesn't belong to me I'm just here to be The purpose of this-world pay Is nothing to say Well, I laid down on a bench I was watching the moon to revenge And I realized without a say That the moon had had a bad day So did I, so I went I did mean what I meant I was roaming in the street Myself somehow to treat I'm living in a sick world Where my soul has just traveled Anywhere I am I'm not fine It's not my world, it's not mine This world doesn't belong to me I'm just here to be The purpose of this-world pay Is nothing to say Well, he didn't come This is not my world This is not my world This is not my world This is not my world I'm just longing day by day For the Heaven welcome to say I'm just longing night by night For the other side to be all right All right, all right