Coklat Panas, Senja dan Hujan :)

Senja baru saja bercerita tentang Ilalang di musim kemarau. Ilalang yang meranggas ditebas mimpi hujan yang tak kunjung datang.

To where the skies are blue?

Sun goes down once again
while I sit here and feel the tears
running down my cheeks
no I am not afraid of the dark
but the darker it gets the more I realize
that there is no one to depend on
no one to believe in
And so I wait to die here all alone
like the daylight dies while it is fading away
because nobody knows for sure
that the sun will burn through that cold night once more




To where the skies are blue…

So I pray for someone
to come and make my life seem like it`s still worth living it
So I pray for you to come

And so I wait to die here all alone
like the daylight dies while it is fading away
because nobody knows for sure
that the sun will burn through that cold night once more

But still the hardest things to say
are the words that mean the most.
So come on angel, say that you
love me and nothing in this
world will ever scare me again.
Take me to where the skies are always blue..
And so I wait to die here all alone
like the daylight dies while it is fading away
because nobody knows for sure
that the sun will burn through that cold night once more

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