It's 12 o'clock midnight,
As you're embracing your pillow tight,
Here am I feeling so delight,
Delighted to our love that ignite.

As I am waiting for the eclipse,
I wish I was there to kiss your lips,
I wish we're together to watch clips,
As we eat our prepared chips.

Alone in an empty room,
Hoping you'll appear like a mushroom,
It's so dark, I can't see a light,
Yet a picture of your smile stucks in my mind.

Seven months had passed,
There's one thing to God I always ask,
What did I do to have you?
Why am I so blessed to have you?