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Today I caught a glimpse of you..

I don't know is it the sun..
Is it the angle of the shadow..
Or a trick of sight..
Or maybe, just, maybe..
It's just me, missing you.

As I waiting for the elevator..
A thousand what if-s echoing in my head.
What if it's you. Waiting for me. Tell me that somehow, we could be happening.
What if it's you. Needing me. For restless night without me by your side.
What if it's you. Wanting me. Like a pair of wings, you and I were inseparable.
What if it's you. Loving me. Said you are, and you'll always will.
What if it's not the elevator I'm waiting for.. It's you.

But here's the truth.
It's bittersweet, our love.
Too sweet I never wanna changed a thing.
Too bitter I should know sooner or later it kills.

Guess it's true that some people walk in and out of our life,
and in the process they left their footprints on our heart,
changed us forever, once and for all.

Sing me a song baby..
It might be someone else's song but I can close my eyes, can't I?
Forget that this is now my world. Your world. But not ours.
And in my imaginary world..
You're still here singing to me..

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