Riddle کے بول

You quited being part of my near circle, Then you closed your frontiers flying you out. You thought you understood what you felt, And then reached the fact, You were not special… Why you never try to get, just to understand. What I say… Neither you think what I feel, to decipher and make real, The riddle in my mind again… You believe you, you can walk you, on the fire, Without knowing how it..s to be… to be wounded… You better try another things, another missing tracks, oh another… You are not special… Why you never try to get, just to understand. What I say… Neither you think what I feel, to decipher and make real, The riddle in my mind again…