Exile
It's 4:30 in the morning I'm still thinking about you That cute little smile of yours It's all what am thinking about All the things you did but I didn't They say you can never stop the waves Coming your way I guess you were one of the waves I never saw it coming My mind is fixed but This heart doesn't stop for you Never imagined that I could feel something But here I am again in that trope Should I fall or run away from this again? Should I let this rip me or not? Should I feel this light breeze or Should I feel this storm inside me? Maybe we will lose each other Maybe you will find someone else But I know you're the thing I'll regret the most. I think I was on a exile for love But I now I'm back from the exile and All I want is you.