Saturday morning My excitement wakes me up I’m nervous I hate that so much time is left Shadows on the alleyway I wish they would grow longer Soon, I can go get you At first, we met like we were children Now let’s be adults, baby
Every day, at the end of the same day Because of the unchanging schedule I think I want a deviation No it’s that kind of day This street that’s no different from yesterday Now it’s the street that I saw in the movies Paris, Champs Elysees It’s like that street
I like that feeling, right before it’s about to get ripe I like this routine feeling This distance of just about to touch but not I don’t think you’re getting any closer But I like you even more In this space that’s so perfect
When everyone else is asleep at night I’m alone, busy, in front of the mirror With clothes I picked out yesterday And shoes that I like the most I’m pretty satisfied with myself Where should we go? Should we watch a movie? When I’m with you, it’s a good time, oh love I’m happy whenever […]
I can’t open my eyes Outside the blanket is dangerous, I can’t get out It’s still dark But the alarm still wakes up so easily Outside the bus, there’s too much traffic Inside, there’s too many people, it’s suffocating But when I met eyes with you Felt like I woke up