No.13

September 9th It's a sunny day

The smell of summer is still in the air

Your pirate ship has sailed away

I'm not so sure what you've been up to

I give up trying to stop you

Instead I keep watching over your things

You always have a home here

You won't fail me though you come back with empty hands

I'm waiting here You might not be back

I don't think I'm irrational

I'm waiting here You might not be back

I'm still at No.13

Your sails are full The coast is clear

You have no doubts Your ship won't strand

The trouble with you is you take too many chances

But that is also your strength

I'm often anxious

But I know you will make it through in a high wind

Though you face a dead-end

Oh you said you're not gonna back

Oh you said you're not gonna back