• maoahi 6w

    It was one night
    And I was writing songs for him

    It was one night
    And I thought he gave me a hint

    It was one night
    And I was claiming him to be mine

    It was one night
    And I climbed up to cloud nine

    It's been a while
    I am ditching my moon for his sun
    I am forgiving my smile for his hum
    It's been a while
    I am being everything I am not
    I am doing it to tie some knot
    That there is not

    Sometimes I think if I hadn't taken that trip at all
    Sometimes I think if I had never gone to Kasol
    Would things have been different then

    It was one night
    And I was writing songs for him

    It was one night
    And I was imagining him in my stories

    It was one night
    And I was already saying sorry's

    It was one night
    And I was replacing all of my worries

    It's been some time
    That I am watching him with puppy eyes
    That I am asking him questions in disguise
    It's been some time
    That I am hoping something that's not happening
    That I am performing something that's not clapping
    I think I need an awakening

    Sometimes I think if I hadn't taken that trip at all
    Sometimes I think if I had never gone to Kasol
    Would things have been different then

    Shit, It was one night
    N I started writing about him
    I remember how I wondered
    How could my sun shine so bright
    Master of wrong got the solution right
    Suddenly I was out of every fight
    How come I stopped pondering on might
    Dark is my best friend, so light?
    Why did it invite me to dinner at nine
    N then didn't come for a sign
    I was giving off my every dime
    Wasn't tragedy first in line
    When did happiness crossed my fine
    And came in without introducing some lime
    It went on for months or I lost the track of time
    While counting my wishes for the first time
    Who woke me up from a dream of sunsign
    Did I touch rainbow with my finger tips
    Or was it just the urge of my lips
    They weren't used to stretch so wide
    I used his presence as my personal guide
    I started rubbing my black with his white
    He allowed me in his sight
    I guess I used too much of his light
    The longer the night
    The better the hide
    I tried to snatch his sky
    To fly my kite
    Without thinking about wine
    I kept filling empty cups of mine
    I thank life for his time
    But, I want to say sorry to him this time
    Cause, after all, it was just

    It was one night
    And I was writing songs for him

    It was one night
    And he has been on my mind since then
    He has been on my mind since that one night
    ©maoahi