’Tap on my window knock on my door,
I want to make you feel beautiful,
I know I tend to get so insecure,
It doesn't matter anymore.
It's not always rainbows and butterflies,
It's compromise that moves us along, yeah
My heart is full and my door's always open,
You can come anytime you want.
I don't mind spending everyday,
Out on your corner in the pouring rain,
Look for the girl with the broken smile,
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile,
And she will be loved.
And she will be loved. ‘
- Maroon 5 , She Will Be Loved.
It’s a famous phases sang by Maroon 5,
a song which have a thousand meaning that
many of us tend to overlook somehow,
like a passing car on the road that supposed
to bring us to somewhere good but we chose
to ignore.
Love, what more can we describe it?
some said its the devil’s gift,
some, purely out from heaven that fall
stumbled across our life.
Such feeling that captivates us in
breathtaking way ,
adding the ‘extra’ to the word
‘ordinary’ which made wonderful love
as part of our very fragile soul
and share every last drop of them
with the one we loved.
But like every wonders of the universe,
risk will always lingers that could either
be a foe or a friend to us at the end
of the day,
where we cherish love for not only its
beauty, but the price of those risk earned
by us on order to immortalize love itself.
Many have thought it would
be a bed of roses,
a mesmerizing melody played
by the Song of Love,
a fairytale came reality from
bedtime stories but what went
wrong to some of us that we
humiliated love in such disgrace?
How could we even dare to call
it ‘love’ when we, ourself
are not taking the risk carried
by love and take it for a cheap thrill?
I’ve seen tonnes of men and women
fall from their pillar of strength built
by their foundation of love crushed
to pieces by their lover,
those hitchhikers that only treat
love like a pit stop with their hands
carrying away with the heart of a person.
Why?
That the famous last word that most of
us might said, resulting never- ending
sorrow and scars that God knows it
will always be an open wound,
as reminder for what happened in the
past is what we’ll become in the future.
Before it is too late,
do turn away and make a U-turn
back to your initial stop which is our love.
tell me this, when will you ever learn
love you are not on your stand from
the first step you’ve made?
Tell me this, what is your vital sign?
I want to make you feel beautiful,
I know I tend to get so insecure,
It doesn't matter anymore.
It's not always rainbows and butterflies,
It's compromise that moves us along, yeah
My heart is full and my door's always open,
You can come anytime you want.
I don't mind spending everyday,
Out on your corner in the pouring rain,
Look for the girl with the broken smile,
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile,
And she will be loved.
And she will be loved. ‘
- Maroon 5 , She Will Be Loved.
It’s a famous phases sang by Maroon 5,
a song which have a thousand meaning that
many of us tend to overlook somehow,
like a passing car on the road that supposed
to bring us to somewhere good but we chose
to ignore.
Love, what more can we describe it?
some said its the devil’s gift,
some, purely out from heaven that fall
stumbled across our life.
Such feeling that captivates us in
breathtaking way ,
adding the ‘extra’ to the word
‘ordinary’ which made wonderful love
as part of our very fragile soul
and share every last drop of them
with the one we loved.
But like every wonders of the universe,
risk will always lingers that could either
be a foe or a friend to us at the end
of the day,
where we cherish love for not only its
beauty, but the price of those risk earned
by us on order to immortalize love itself.
Many have thought it would
be a bed of roses,
a mesmerizing melody played
by the Song of Love,
a fairytale came reality from
bedtime stories but what went
wrong to some of us that we
humiliated love in such disgrace?
How could we even dare to call
it ‘love’ when we, ourself
are not taking the risk carried
by love and take it for a cheap thrill?
I’ve seen tonnes of men and women
fall from their pillar of strength built
by their foundation of love crushed
to pieces by their lover,
those hitchhikers that only treat
love like a pit stop with their hands
carrying away with the heart of a person.
Why?
That the famous last word that most of
us might said, resulting never- ending
sorrow and scars that God knows it
will always be an open wound,
as reminder for what happened in the
past is what we’ll become in the future.
Before it is too late,
do turn away and make a U-turn
back to your initial stop which is our love.
tell me this, when will you ever learn
love you are not on your stand from
the first step you’ve made?
Tell me this, what is your vital sign?
