On a corner in Vancouver
I looked at new creased formed
but couldn’t find and kept comparing
everyone in wrong crowd.
I could close my eyes, and shiver to that touch
comparing to the reflection
I wanna just pretend to be in
that corner in Vancouver
to see you by chance on that street
Longing forever, I wanna tell you now.
heart so full, of dreams wanna feel all the streams
I’m so waiting , I’m so confused
And I know I would just refuse
Even if I find anyone who is
inch good as you.
Stuck in minute,
Stuck in Crease
— The End —