The tiny city lights flickering down the valley,
The twinkling stars on a new moon night,
The little moments of security,
The sense of joy at little things…
They’re never enough, are they?
A sigh escapes your lips
You don’t know why, and deep down in your heart,
you don’t even want to find out why.
Is it sad?
Is it lonely?
Is it okay?
Is it safe?
The answer is,
I don’t know how…
I don’t know why…
I don’t know…
But I’d like to see this through,
I’d like to wake up to a tomorrow every day,
I’d like to want to keep doing that over and over again.
Will that be okay?