False Moon کے بول

Flickers of a false crescent Moon I was starting to fall deep in love with you Oh what will become of us? Oh what will become of us? Injuries do nothing to our love But anomalies are what I'm dreaming of Oh what will become of us? Oh what will become of us? Despite my shortcomings, I'm alright I'm alright Looking at each moment as the past I'm left wondering which one Will be the last Oh what will become of us? Oh what will become of us? Foolish thoughts For which there are no cure Complicate the things That I once knew for sure Oh what will become of us? Oh what will become of us? Despite my shortcomings, I'm alright I'm alright