I Believe In Love

When I used to look up at the Moon,
and desired for the best wish ever
to see your soul, your You,
for you to love me, to look at me;
I did feel you close,
so close to me.

Now, you live just next door,
and yet, you don't even know me.
Anytime I pass by
your door is closed,
it's locked.
I don't have a key
It's lost in a memory,
falling through the space,
fading away from me.