Lyrics: Qashmal Zhafari/Bobby Darsono
Music: Qashmal Zhafari
Warm weather will never be the same
Autumn feels not like yesterday
Buying dessert is what I’m afraid of now
Since Amarena won’t taste as sweet as you now
Not like yesterday
Buying dessert is what I’m afraid of now
Fearless of losing
Will never suit me
I can’t picture myself
What the night will be
What the night will be
Outdoor will, will never be the same
Without you here
Lay next to me
Won’t be like yesterday
Buying dessert is what I’m afraid of now
Fearless of losing
Will never suit me
I can’t picture myself
What the night will be
What the night will be
What the night will be
What the night will be