We could fly away so far,
but they say our hearts will choose to stay.
Though we slow dance to music,
that makes our hearts fray.
Listen closely to what we say,
as the music that plays,
fails to speak the words we want to say.
Though the stars seem so far away.
we chose for our hearts not to stay.
So we try to free our hearts,
but they say it is too cliche.
And everyday we disobey,
till' the grey sky is our get away.
-@heymoon, 2h14, Oct. 25, 2017