In a secret place there I stay, and I call it my hiding place
There you me find all alone, waiting for someone to say hello
There I made a promise, that whoever finds me in that place
Would be the person I can share all my secrets.
We became closer than close and wouldn’t want to loose any of those
Memories wed shared, and we call each other best friend.
We were enjoying each other that we wouldn’t even bother
Then someone came along, that make our friendship shorter
I was already bothered on what can happen, that maybe our friendship would
Turn into a den.
Now were losing each other, hate each other and wouldn’t want to see
Or take a glimpse with each other
All this time we didn’t realize that we can turn our friendship into cries.
But both of us are saying to ourselves that “friendship can make a way”
I turned my hiding place into a waiting room, and you made your own
So now were both inside a room both waiting again for someone but this time
To knock on the door.
But things didn’t turn the way we want it, no one knocked on the door
But someone made a bridge and a corridor.
So that we can open our doors and give a second chance on our friendship
Even though you turned that someone into your new best friend
I’m never gonna be offended
I’ll just ask one thing to you, to write my name in the list
Of your friends
I don’t care what rank I am or if I’m in the lowest
All I care is that our relationship would turn a little of just like before
That we would open our doors and again enjoy each other.
And who knows if fate allows it we can be and always will be,
“Just like before”
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