Lyric

Walking through the neon streets, the city lights so bright

Will you come again tonight, under the urban night?

With our usual wine, and the same old cocktails too

Hearts intoxicated, I throw my “I love you.”

I’ve dreamed of weekends just like this

But goodbyes always taste like bitterness

See you next week

Tomorrow, it’s my turn to speak

For us to meet, how many stars must fall?

Fading and returning, it’s our Next Week call

More than anyone in the world, it’s only you I swear

I’ll make you happy, my love, I swear

From that bar, the jazz flows soft and sweet

We speak of love, while time skips its beat

On a night this merry, lonely songs still suit

Shivering with tomorrow, proof of our truth

So let’s enjoy this weekend, you and I

You’re the kind of man who seems like a dream tonight

My lonely Angel

Until now, I’ve only dreamed alone

For us to meet, how many stars must fall?

Fading and returning, it’s our Next Week call

I want to shine among the world’s proudest lovers

To be called the couple that everyone discovers

For us to meet, how many stars must fall?

Fading and returning, it’s our Next Week call

At the twilight’s melancholy end

Our love begins to show, my friend

For us to meet, how many stars must fall?

Fading and returning, it’s our Next Week call

More than anyone in the world, it’s only you I swear

I’ll make you happy, my love, I swear