Ring a bell, knock the door.
I am searching for someone that hide inside somebody house.
I been looking for very long time but I didn’t found her yet.
Is there some place that I need to looking for sure ?
Time goes so fastly, I didn’t find her yet.
Even I am still looking, I am not find that person.
And now I am stop.
I am stop to looking, wishing that person will know me when I just sit there and do nothing.
Too tired to play hide and seek anymore.
Then one day, when I am not looking, I find that person.
I didn’t ask anything or tell her what I am doing this whole time, I just know that I find her.
Do a little talking, wishing she like me and know what I am looking for.
Didn’t mention that my heart start to burn.
Too perfect, to cleary.
Knowing that I am not allowed to mess up with.
Too high, too hard to be reach.
Like buying some concert ticket, it is a very long line to wait.
I am in waiting list and maybe I can’t get the ticket.
Grab my jacket, put my heart in the right place.
Didn’t feel anything, didn’t want to feel everything.
Just sitting here, starting to looking once again.
This time, I just want someone to find me and ask me out.
