At night, when i look with you at the moon
I'll ask you a question, hoping you give the answer soon
It's the same question every night
When i've asked it, you're holding me tight
I can here you breathe next to me
But you're face is all i see
It wasn't the answer for the question of mine
I think it's good, this is fine
You're just a friend, you know it
Sometime more then that, a little bit
I hope i get the answer one day
I just wanne hear you say
That you don't mind at all
The answer is short and small
Friendly, i love you
Then i know, you love me, friendly, to
~Why are we looking at the moon and not at the stars?:P:P~