I take a sip of my drink and look around.
Right in front of me, I see the people I admire.
They greet me, and I know it too—this is a dream.
But so what? If I can get drunk with them, it doesn¡¯t matter.
We share deep conversations,Talking about the performance we might one day take the stage for together
Before we know it, it¡¯s closing time.
The bartender is about to make the last call, but we¡¯re not done talking yet.
I don¡¯t want to wake up from this happy dream. I hope my alarm won¡¯t go off.
¡°Bartender, please don¡¯t say LAST CALL.¡±
I can smell another woman on you.
But I can¡¯t push you away when you come to me every night.
I want to make you call me your love.
You¡¯re the love I¡¯ve dreamed of.
Even if it¡®s a false love, I don¡¯t mind.