Wednesday, March 7, 2012

PER MIO CAELI SANCTI


PER MIO CAELI SANCTI
When west wind move
bring all those memories
behind the lullaby smell of our home town
You'll still find me
staring at the sky
and wondering
when His miracle come upon me...
when He sends me an angel
to walk me trough those hell..

You ask me if I love you
And I choke on my reply
I’d rather hurt you honestly
than mislead you with a lie
And who am I to judge you,
On what you say or do
I’m only just beginning
To see the real you

But it is fine
if you ask me
'bout how my life's goin
telling you a lie
that I always trying to be good
just to make you feelin' right
'bout every move you make
and every step you take...

If love will set us free
then, let it be done...
If they said "Love will keep us alive"
then, let it be done...
but if love (for you)
is never enough
then, let it be done...

Perhaps, next morning I wake up
an angel knock my door
I'll say to her:
"Good things take times
great things happen all at once!
so, let's just believe that
good things always come
to those whose wait..
and great things always find its way
to those whose dare to live their hopes…"

But still
far away in my deepest
I wondering
that the angel is always been you
You still know how to find me, don't you?
Like you always know how to find your home…



Yogya, 6 Maret 2012

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