There is something about being in altitude when it's
dark and I now look at the towers from above.

Am I owning the city in complete loneliness?
The more there's people around, the more I feel this way
Lonely.

So I grab my laptop and open my mailbox
I'm writing you to tell you that it's humid in Manila

That I think of you before the sun rises each day
I also want to tell you that I love you but
        I will not dare
And I see from my high-rise glass window the
planes that are flying away and the ones that have flown away

Suddenly I look at the reflection and appears your face
From there, you seem so
Reachable.

I'm hoping that this night won't end
If I fall asleep I'm too scared that it goes too fast
What we have together.

After all, we might be together for the entirety of both of our lives.

Call me when you wake up.