I want a beautiful lie

a lie strange like the staying up owl on the tree

a lie angry like the whistle of the boat heading far away

a lie simple like the quietness on the empty road

a lie profound like the darkness surrounded the city

I want a beautiful lie

a lie insane that tense the mild air

a lie funny that bores the others' joke

a lie strong that trembles the still water

a lie soft that comforts the pure moonlight

I want a beautiful lie

a lie come with a breeze

a lie whispered by my ear

a lie made by you

a lie not belongs to you