How can i even describe because nowadays it's hard to say That everything goes well In an ordinary way 'Cause still, there's a missing part That grinds my gears every day The absence of the one who gives And the absence of the one who takes Wounded by the arrow Oh, i wish i could be but Amor, my friend You always miss your target Even you're in front of me Spending years to fill it up To fill up the empty space I want to make something to make myself useful but they make me feel like a human waste The rooftop upon our home Keeps the water away from my head And even if i didn't get soaked I sill feel like i'm wet All over my body, and everything I wanna know how does it feel to be loved I wanna know how does it feel to be honored And i never gonna give up hope 'Cause that's what makes me who I am today Maybe it won't be tomorrow but i'm almost happy here I'm almost happy here I almost found my place to stay I'm almost happy here but there will be always something That i will always miss