I saw the clock strike twelve
Should I turn off the lamp
And go to bed
Or should I wait at the door
To welcome my love ?
The night is cold and
they haven\'t stopped streaming down the floor
My patience isn\'t quitting
But my phone won\'t stop ringing
\"Come out to see the moon
You waited too much
You look like a fool! \"
\"Birthday wishes don\'t come true!
Go find someone cool !
What makes you think
Anyone
Would choose you?\"
But my patience for you isn\'t quitting
Even though scars are bleeding
And my heart slowly stops beating
I feel something\'s missing
So I will wait patiently at my door
And I\'ll look outside
Once or twice
In case you come unwarned
And I don\'t welcome you with an open hug
But with an open soul
Divided into three million parts
From the thoughtlessly opened wrong doors
Still streaming down the floor
I dry them off
I laugh it off
I put a smile as bitter as his soul
And pretentious mode
Conquers my thoughts
In case I survive life without you
Life cut in two
Life with nugatory use
For I\'m well aware of the moon
Shining only when it\'s full
And I will not be like those fools
Who so carelessly chase after cleft in twain stars
With the wont to now be cruel
So I\'ll wait at my door
Patiently
To welcome my love!