Stranger under whose skin?

Love is a mystery to me
She was once here, and now she's someone
that i could not bear
No matter how I tried 'll the day I died
Damages are done and hidden within
Those were the thing that were hidden under my skin

All the burining roses
Filled up with the ashes
Crying out loud but no time for condolences
Like a stranger 's stare ,she never cared
Those were the thing that were hidden under my skin

Drifting alone,on my own
Be it a car of a shotting star
Its glare finally came to the end of something
I could not bear
Those were the thing that were hidden under my skin