Wondering where the streets
Walk through the night
Lost on a freeway
I hope the journey is right
I think this must be a lane along a sign
Hidden by the starlight and rain
Volleying my car through the road
I can't sleep with being uncertain
The cold moon is lost in translation
That shade of paleness touches me too
As I wander under the stellar sky
Three times, I text you,"I don't know.'
There won't be a fourth one
Since, your heart is printed in my heart
Like today being the backdrop for tomorrow's anticipation
My feet hardly leave your doorstep
My mind turns and turrets
Lost in translation
I wonder what splits the night
Into dreams and nightmares
Is it being lost in translation?
...love is a daydream I sleep on