The Boy Who Fought for Justice
By: Pink Leopard
Justice is not a simple thing, It's never what it seems. Even though I call for it, I'm not quite sure what it means.
At times I find myself wondering, If such a thing exists, And then I try looking for you, But my mind is clouded by mist.
You visit me in my dreams, You haunt me when I'm awake. Every time I wake up I think:
"How much more of this can I take?"
I always find myself thinking of you, You're something that I miss. I miss your smile when you wake up, And that one last kiss.
Sometimes I wonder if you think of me, But I know on day I'll soon join you. You're my friend, you're my love, You are my Nataku.
Justice is not a simple thing, It's never what it seems. Even though I call for it, I'm not quite sure what it means.
At times I find myself wondering, If such a thing exists, And then I try looking for you, But my mind is clouded by mist.
You visit me in my dreams, You haunt me when I'm awake. Every time I wake up I think:
"How much more of this can I take?"
I always find myself thinking of you, You're something that I miss. I miss your smile when you wake up, And that one last kiss.
Sometimes I wonder if you think of me, But I know on day I'll soon join you. You're my friend, you're my love, You are my Nataku.