I know you’re out there.
Waiting for me, some way; somehow.
I know sometimes you think I’ll never show up, but let me tell you that I’m actually afraid. I’m afraid that I might never find you.
Would you recognize me when our eyes meet?
Would we be able to remember everything?
I feel like a squeezed orange, except there’s no juice coming out.
So promise me one thing. Just wait.
Wait until the time is right. Wait until you’re ready. Wait until I am ready. And finally, wait until we’re ready to be together again.
Please don’t lose it, because I’m coming.
And when the day comes, everything will make sense. That I promise you.
Waiting for me, some way; somehow.
I know sometimes you think I’ll never show up, but let me tell you that I’m actually afraid. I’m afraid that I might never find you.
Would you recognize me when our eyes meet?
Would we be able to remember everything?
I feel like a squeezed orange, except there’s no juice coming out.
So promise me one thing. Just wait.
Wait until the time is right. Wait until you’re ready. Wait until I am ready. And finally, wait until we’re ready to be together again.
Please don’t lose it, because I’m coming.
And when the day comes, everything will make sense. That I promise you.