In my thought,
in my mind...

The sky is dark,
the moon didn't came out to play...

Forget the rehearsed lines,
so sick and tired of the same old thing...

A simple song could bring me tears,
The one I listened to throughout the year...

The heart cries, wither and die,
When you told the truth about those lies...

There's no point in crying,
Everytime I do, I feel my heart dying...

Lying on grass under the moonlight
Gazing at the stars so bright...

At the break of dawn
i packed my bag...

As i watch your tear drops falling
i blame myself for not understanding...

Do you ever bring yourself back,
to that cold friday night...

6th February 2005
the day i finally called you mine...

It's worth the risk if you find love so true
it's well worth the risk to be with you...