I look up in the sky
wondering if there will be a "you and I"
because I haven't met you yet.
The love you'll give me
is an itch I can't scratch
I just can't wait to meet you
we'll be like twins,
and can't be unattached.
There is one thing I do know
is that we're under the same sky
and we see the same cloud,
share the same wind
I can finally be a part of him
I just can't believe it.
One day we will meet each other
one way or another
we will.
I don't know how many days I will wait
for my fate,
but when it comes,
I'll be like, "Hey'
soon he'll say, "Good-bye"
and I will have lived with him
until my heart starts to die
and whispers "Good-bye"
just as he did.