My heart can no longer feel br Even the cut of surgical steel br Longing for the night just to sleep br But keep lost count of sheep br br I’m standing tall and walking straight br What’s in mind is not what I had said br Hiding this troubled trembling soul inside me br I’m crying out loud but you can’t see br br A little kiss and a smile br Waving this hand just for a while br “Goodbye” is what I shouted br But it wasn’t a good one br Has never been a good one…br br Ali Kristianto Budimanbr br