siting here in my room under the falling rain in the middle of empty night
no one could hear the voice that i mumbling about..
through the empty sky my mind fly
hoping that even if it's only my mind i can see you sleeping trough your tiny window
i cannot remember the first time i saw you
all i know everytime you around, you always make my day
there's always laughter in your face
you're something i couldn't resist
but are you feel the same?
i really couldn't explain this pain
but somehow, i feel that there's a wound inside
a wound that bleeding all over
so blue
so far
so lost
so different
thought i'll be okay
but i'm not
did you ever think of me the way i think about you?
or it's just the same old pathetic feeling of mine?
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