Hello, we are The Aikiu
These are Pieces Of Gold.
/Lust /Lost in a land of
This is where the lovers fade
I hold my love for you
Tiny stretching on our bones
Roads lead as to unfold so I keep
Pieces of Gold
And what can I say
Don’t leave me this way
I guess I can’t pretend
It ( ) feel
And fade away ( )
I can’t stand
I can’t breath the loneliness of limousines
Every ( ) of your memory I
Hong Kong, Now
China, star
Fit the love
Try now
I feel fine
You fevers
You fevers
At midnight I hear the blinking
I am ready for the feeling
Of Hong Kong sorrow
Of Hong Kong sorrow
