Drinking a cup of coffee
Thinking about what I shouldn’t thinking
It was heavy raining
I can feel cold after that
But I always avoid to drink hot coffee
It tastes better when it fulls of ice
My night, it should be my night
A moon, stars, they should be beautiful things in the darkness
When I can’t see the beauty of them
It probably becomes my darkness
Now it becomes the darkness for everyone
Just, looking them through the windows
Dreaming to reach and keep them in the side of the room
Their night, it should their night
Oh, night ….
Forgive me, and whoever
Who have skipped you, and stunned in the muse
But we are praying and crying
To someone who lost hope, and lost love
Night will be there, to accompany with the beauty of itself
Our night, it should be our night