I see the spar­kle spin in your eye But it’s easier not to belie­ve That feeling which came as a stran­ger And appro­ached to the fron­tier of mine.

I need some distrac­tion from the world As it’s so hard at the end of the day. Just hold tight my fin­gers in your hand And soothe my achings with your words.

I am so afra­id of tomor­row But I don’t think I’ll fight any more That love­ly feeling for a stran­ger Who is not quite­ly stran­ge anymore.

I find you so frien­dly right now And I just hope emo­tions shall grow. I’ve held you so fond in embra­ce And it shot me — you’ve got me somehow…