I look for you in a crowd of forlorn strangers,
who all missed their last train home.
We pretended to forget everything since the day we parted.
We even made into memory, the thought of loving another.
It’s 2am, and we’re here at this intersection,
looking at each other like we used to.
I’m not asking for a hopeless wish like take me back to those days,
but I just want to stay here, looking at you.
Just like the old days, I walk a few steps behind you.
I can’t deny how much I miss this view.
And you look back with a smile. What does it mean?
Please tell me what’s on your mind.
The doors to our memories are about to open, pulling me back inside.
I can’t bear the same pain, so let it stay like this. Just like this.
It’s 2am, and we’re here at this intersection,
attracted to one another in a brand new way.
If we each take that step, time will move again.
I want to hold you in my arms.
If only this distance will allow me to touch you again.
And you’re looking at me with all these questions.
We probably can’t hide this anymore. I can read the same thoughts on your face.
I want to be with you.
You know, I’ve been dreaming of finding this missing piece,
and to this day, I’m searching harder than ever.
And I think I’ve found it. It was you. You.
It’s 2am, and we’re here at this intersection,
looking at each other like we used to.
I’m not asking for a hopeless wish like take me back to those days,
but I just want to stay here, looking at you.
It took a long time to figure out what’s most important.
So don’t let go of this hand, and let’s stay together.
You’re back at my side. With you again.
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