malam minggu
berjarak seratus kilometer
berjarak 5 kilometer
berjarak 1 centimeter
dan kemudian
tidak pernah berjarak
Akhir-akhir ini aku hanya menulis lirik
malam minggu
berjarak seratus kilometer
berjarak 5 kilometer
berjarak 1 centimeter
dan kemudian
tidak pernah berjarak
you said hi, at the first time
the second day of us was funny
never I thought we will go this far
days weeks years, now
romantic and classic is your style
mine is young, vibrant, and colourful
old school is yours
fantasy is my fuel
never run out of topic
but you speak silent
words i spoke flying
evaporate
sometimes you hide
dark you afraid
the signal of mine
haven't go that much further
i am loss
in your warmth
clueless
you're cold
today you want me
tomorrow you can't see me standing next to you
your love is bigger
but there's space of me?
i knew you're afraid
because i feel that too
life is suck
we're afraid
when you're ready
and when i am still there
share with me
the love and burden
like we did on the blanket
...