On a starry sky
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My hati, tengah-tengah beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my hari perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The seterusnya moment
atau maybe never
anda may alih on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the soalan remains
Should I alih on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to alih on
But my hati, tengah-tengah stays persistent
That you'll one hari turn unto me
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My hati, tengah-tengah beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my hari perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The seterusnya moment
atau maybe never
anda may alih on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the soalan remains
Should I alih on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to alih on
But my hati, tengah-tengah stays persistent
That you'll one hari turn unto me
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all anda want from me
is honesty.
as i write out the facts
anda act like anda don't really
care where my hati, tengah-tengah truly is.
Let me tell anda where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my hati, tengah-tengah
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.
as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest puisi
that i write, i see anda looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.
anda look at me and anda
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to anda the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.
as i hold the key to this
honest puisi that i compose
anda seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
make them seem so-real to
you, but all anda want from me
is honesty.
as i write out the facts
anda act like anda don't really
care where my hati, tengah-tengah truly is.
Let me tell anda where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my hati, tengah-tengah
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.
as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest puisi
that i write, i see anda looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.
anda look at me and anda
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to anda the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.
as i hold the key to this
honest puisi that i compose
anda seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
