song.

i would like to play this song acoustically.may i sir?
-oh yes you may!,this is your show,norfitri.

*ehem

smiling,holding an old guitar,with the strings out of tune,
all lights on me,i can see in the dark,among hundreds of audience,
your figure,exactly your figure.
and i don't know what your face telling me,
with the sign,of silence hye's ,
with your lips sealed,childish looks.

i strum the first note, B sharp ,i should say,
with confidence,

all of sudden,
i see tulips and dandelions,
with you and your guitar,
with the sky and green grass,

deja vu,deja vu,this feelings of;
of my heart,talking to you,
within rythm of my fingers,
to show you what i feel,
by my own language,
that we both know,how it's written and said,
beautiful lyrics with fancy crayons of doodle,
with the message of thank you,
with the message of goodbye,

we should see how hundreds of people hold their breath,
seeing i'm singing while crying,
with us,trying to catch back the chord,
that should be played,
that should be sang,
with the last grasp of our hands,dancing.
together.
yes,together.

the lyrics is sincere,
with all the people clapping their both hands,
happy faces,applauds,

i bow with the utter of thank you,
unheard,

as next,i'm playing this song alone,
trying to get back on the chord,
with different person,
to whom i loved most.

i will always remember how this song been played,
how its been sang,
hardly sure i will fight the remix,
though i know,there will be one day,

the day when all the feelings has gone.

and i know,this is a RIGHT song to sing,
and i've already met the right person,
ever,