I asked to him, "What are we?"
And then he only smiled and brushed my hair,
"What do you want in us?"
I looked him in the eyes, and saw gleaming stars,
You, I wanted to say, It's you that I want.
But the words that came was,
"I don't know."

He leaned closer to me,
brushing his lips across my cheek,
"Well, but I do," he said,
"I want you."