It once feels right
in a world so wrong
living in this universe
full of the unknown
you and me
were once felt real
i don't know what put us apart
or i refused to understand
neither one of us put it in words
i know the cut
twinge deep enough
but i can say
you and me
were for once
real

tell me if a heart would know
what's worth fighting for
and what's not
cause the guilt
can't be taken over
by a sip of black coffee
the curiosity can't be wiped off
even if it's raining heavily
this little empty space
was built for you
brick by brick
hoping it was enough
for you to call it home
and it wasn't only just
up for rent

a lover of the moon
craves some kisses from the stars
wishes the warmth of sunbeams
i was build upon your constellations
hoping one day
i could be a part
of your galaxy

It's all an illusion.
The fame,
The fortune,
None of it matters.

So look at who you are
Is it who you want to be?
Is this where you are
Or where you want to be?

It's all an illusion.
The fear,
The freedom,
None of it matters.

Are you running away from here
Or running to somewhere?
Is this excitement
Or are you just scared?

It's all an illusion.
The fact,
The fiction,
None of it matters.

Does this world exist
Or is it in my mind?
Are you real
Or my imagination?*

You're the illusion,
My dear,
Because you were never really here.

one December’s night
how could you be so bright?
do all the stars collide?
are all the street lights on?
is the moon there?
is the sky so clear?

or is it just your eyes
that i get lost into
is it just your smile
that ease my anger
is it your scent
that lingers on my sweater

or is it just you?

there's something about your eyes
the way it reflects the stars
about your sweet laugh
and your hideous jokes
about the corner of your mouth
just the way it smirks
that redden your cheeks
something about your hair
a tangled mess
something that these eyes
can't help staring at
a chaotic miracle
a beautiful disaster