I’m a stranger who doesn’t know his place
Wondering deep how your colour taste
Can’t promise that one and all can be pleased
Searching for the rightful grace

I’m a stranger wanting to go to a place
Where you will throw away the unsmiling face
Cigarette buds on a craked crystal tray
Differences keeps us closer in some case

I’m a stranger who found a new place
Where your sweetness will often touch my face
And all that I ever want is to stay
Hoping that this feeling is not just a phase

(1:08:50 PM, 20-Feb-2006)