Lights

I wanna see you,
standing here beside me
and it's getting cold and you'd give me your jacket
and the wind blows my hair
and we'll stood there in silence
the lights are here
Bandung, you said
is our dream
it is the one that makes us connected
it's not anymore
bye bye
I'm staying with Bay city rollers tonight


---to the memory of the never ending dreams of you and I
PS: don't take this seriously