Five o`clock in the morning
And I wish I was sleeping
Sitting here thinking of you
You are like a song that I can never stop listening
And the kind that I cant forget
You are like a song that I hear on the radio
A song that I keep hearing everyday
I don’t know what I’m going to do
You can call me crazy if you prefer
I caint stop thinking of you
You are in my head, even now
I want to call you, but I can’t
My fears won’t let me
My heart wants you
Maybe I just want to get next to you
I want to know what you are feelings
Right now
Because this song of you don’t want to get out of my mind
I’m wondering this real fairy tale is going to end
I’m curious let’s end the mystery
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem