I dreamt about you
Your smile, your laugh, it's pretty amusing
I dreamt about you
Your voice, your eyes, they're all quite dazzling

Is it me wondering your thought?
Or is it you looking back?
Is it me the only one missing of nod?
Or is it you pretending of lack?

It's in the midnight
I think I was smiling
With your shout on sight
And my will wandering

How come you were there so often?
I still remember your great requiem
I even know well the way you throw me back then
And you're here, as another shape of my nice dream

Well, I wish you can turn the sayounara to mata ashita
I hope for our beautiful date in the future of dunya
© Arma