In the corner of the coffee shop
Awake by myself in the middle of the rain
Could you tell me how will this all end?
I have no idea about the future
Stay here, oh just stand by my side
Life is just too wide to spend alone
Where the flower blooms, i hope i’ll be there
I’ll give you one and catch for me too
It is just a dream by a young girl
Hope she will turn out the sky into yellow
Why should, we still have into the blue?
It just a dream by a young girl
Why should we still have into the blue?
*i made this poetry in a very strange mood.
actually i'm not sure what it's all about..it just fit my mood that time