The moon is high, the night is thick I’m walking on the drenched street I’m looking for something A place that will be waiting for me The door calls to me Through it is freedom You’re fast asleep Where the white moon lingers
Feels like I’m the main character Of a very typical story I’m only looking at you, only listening to you Laughing then crying again You grew another inch today Deeply in my heart As a scar that can’t be healed Because you not being here is becoming a reality
bee for the honey bee bee for the bee for the honey bee bee for the When I said I like you It didn’t mean that I’m yours It’s pretty easy and obvious (Yes, yes baby yeah)