Almost

Almost perfect, still not done,
Together forever, still not one.
On the same road. you and I,
Earth-bound misfits, learning to fly.

Almost there, so far away,
Losing everything to a brand new day.
Scared of the sun, watch the rain,
Still miss the comfort in our pain.

Almost new, we're broken toys.
This life, this love, was not our choice.
What is the truth? Everything is a lie,
Ashen-faced, yet so alive.

Almost right. we don't know what is wrong,
Still everyday, we sing our song.
This fame, this game - it ain't real,
This love I'm seeking, won't it too, disappear...?