Sometimes I stubbornly deny what’s real
Blinding myself of the real deal
Sometimes I tell a li'll lie
As if that way, I can really fly
On lonely nights ... so silent and still
When I’m curled up feeling weak and ill
I do not plead for rest or a bitter pill
But a tight embrace only your love can fill
I do things others cannot explain
I find joy with you from the norm and the mundane
I preach of emotions which defies logic
People say it’s crazy, well, I say it’s magic
Others would try to reach for the moon
For such a dream, it's too early too soon
I'd rather reach deep into your heart
So that even across oceans, we are never really apart
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