Sanoja: Violet Indiana. Sky.

I can't describe why I go there
I don't even know myself
I know when I get there
It feels like home

But it feels so right
I know I could be gone away

In my mind, I'm broken
As I wander through this world
And I keep on thinking
I'll be held by golden sun

In your arms keep on holding me
No regrets, just desire for you
Can't describe why I go there
What it is that you do to me

But it feels so right
I know I should be gone
But it feels so right
[Though it looks so wrong]

But it feels so right
Even though they say it's gone
How can it be wrong, yeah

How can it be so wrong
How can it be so wrong