TIME : 9.00 A.M
LOCATION : BRUNSFIELD
THE MORNING BREEZE FEELS SO COLD . . . SO FRESH . . . SO WARM . . . TO START
MY DAY WITH A SMILE AND A KISS . . . A MORNING KISS IS JUST WHAT I NEEDED TO
FORGET ABOUT MY PAST . . . DEEP IN MY HEART SOMETIMES I REGRET ABOUT MEETING
THE PERSON AT MY PAST . . . BUT I CANNOT REGRET . . . I NEED IT TO GO THROUGH MY
LIFE . . . THE BEST TEACHER IS THE EXPERIENCE . . . EXPERIENCE IS FROM THE PAST . . .
I THANK TO ALLAH FOR FINALLY MEETING YOU NOW . . . I CAN WAIT FOR YOU FOR
A THOUSAND YEARS . . .
I HAVE BEEN WAITING UNDER THIS FORGOTTEN STOP LIGHT.....
FEELING A LITTLE BIT CRAZY . . . FEVERED . . . HOT . . .
NEXT TO THE CHAMBER HEARTBEAT OF THESE CITY OF INTERSECTIONS.....
WHERE I ONCE LOVED YOU
AND FINALLY LOVING YOU TILL THE END......
WHERE WE ONCE DROVE, PASSING MILE AFTER MILE
THROUGH THE FIRST PLACE WE MEET......
I HAVE BEEN WAITING
LOOKING THROUGH A WINDOW OF YOUR CAR
SEEING THE CASTING IT'S ELECTRIC COLOURS INTO
THE SAME SKY I PRAYED TO ALLAH
THIS IS MY MEASURE OF LOVE FOR YOU........
LOOKING THROUGH A WINDOW OF YOUR CAR
SEEING THE CASTING IT'S ELECTRIC COLOURS INTO
THE SAME SKY I PRAYED TO ALLAH
THIS IS MY MEASURE OF LOVE FOR YOU........
LOVER,
I HAVE BEEN WAITING
WATCHING LAMP POST DANCING
IN DREARY DUST
AS TWO CHILDREN KISS FOR THE FIRST TIME
THE SPARKS WHEN OUR LIPS TOUCHES FOR THE
FIRST TIME . . .
OUH HOW IT HAVE BEEN A HEAVEN FOR ME
FOR MY WHOLE LIFE......
LOVER,
I HAVE BEEN WAITING
SCRATCHING YOUR NAME AS EACH HOUR PASSES
THINLY TIED BY THE RADIO
KNOWING THAT SOMEWHERE OUT THERE
YOU ARE LISTENING ALSO . . .
LISTEN TO MY RHYTHM OF YOUR LOVE........
I AM WAITING,
LOOKING IN THE WINDOW VIEW
SHADOW OF A RAINBOW REPEL THE SOUL WHEN
CONVERGE UNDER EACH PASSING STREETLIGHT
AS IF MIDNIGHT IS FIGHTING FOR THE HONOUR
TO SIT WHERE YOU DID RIGHT NOW........
THAT IS BESIDE ME AND ALWAYS WILL BE...
ALL THE THINGS THAT HAPPEN I HOPE YOU WILL NEVER TURN
AROUND AND LOOK BACK :)
I'M STILL SCARED ABOUT WHAT HAPPEN IN MY PAST . . .
BE MY GUIDE SAYANG . . .
PROOF TO ME YOU WERE SO MUCH MORE DIFFERENT . . .
THEN THE PERSON THAT LIKE TO HURT ME . . .
I LIVE WITH YOUR LOVE EVERY SINGLE DAY . . .
I'M STILL SCARED ABOUT WHAT HAPPEN IN MY PAST . . .
BE MY GUIDE SAYANG . . .
PROOF TO ME YOU WERE SO MUCH MORE DIFFERENT . . .
THEN THE PERSON THAT LIKE TO HURT ME . . .
I LIVE WITH YOUR LOVE EVERY SINGLE DAY . . .
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