I'm sorry that things didn't work out
as you had expected before.
I wanted to give you solemn sleep and kisses in dreams,
but instead, i gave you insomnia and cries in nightmares.
I'm sorry I couldn't be the star you would wish on and on
upon the night sky.
Instead, I dashed into million pieces of star burst
that you couldn't keep into your hands.
I'm sorry I couldn't be the northern star that
leads you into your way home.
I'm just a dead neon lamp that
makes you lost into nowhere.