Maybe it’s coincidence
But when I stand in front of you
I can’t say anything
And I only bow my head
I prayed every night
That when I open my eyes the next morning
You would still be in my arms
With your sleepy eyes closed like a little child
I prayed that I would see you fast asleep
But I already know
That it’s foolish thinking
To you, I’m still just a friend, that’s all
I know too well
Whenever I think of you
I feel like a little child on a field trip
I can’t hide my heart that feels like it’s walking on clouds
But I already know
That it’s foolish thinking
To you, I’m still just a friend, that’s all
I know too well


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