Lyrics: Alfian Sa'at
Music: Onn San
I’ve trained her like
I’ve trained the very best
She’ll know how to survive
Like all the rest
So why is my heart
Then so full of unrest
I’ve always let my intellect
Guide me with the cold hard facts
I’ve never conferred with my heart
I hope it’s not too late to start
I’ve seen her take a challenge in her stride
And if there’s pain
She puts it all aside
Do we measure strength by
What we hide inside
I’ve always been professional
Never been confessional
All business no romantic art
I hope it’s not too late to start
I’ve taught her all the secrets of the trade
She’s showing me it’s all a big charade
She knows how to deactivate the alarms
Who knew that I’m the one that
She would disarm
I’ve spent a life of living by the code
And chose detachment as my standard mode
How much longer can I travel down this road?
I never saw myself a knight
Who rescue maidens from their flight
I’ve never played a heroes’ part
I hope it’s not too late to start
I’ve never conferred with my heart
I know it’s not too late to start