You look so content
With your thrifted attire
A long way from the bad slums
Of Pondok Gede
Yet you still find the time
For the street food sellers' tea
Eating bakso and gorengan
Where you used to be
You walk like you’ve won
But you carry a bruise
A name in your pocket
No one gets to use
They all see the smile
They don’t see the ache
A polished little frame
With a hidden break
But where do you go to, my lovely
When you're alone in your bed?
But where do you go to, my lovely
When the crowd is all in your head?
Tell me the thoughts
Tell me the truth
Where do you go
When it’s only you?
You walk into Unkris
The top of your class
With a mind sharp as steel
And a spirit of glass
They all copy your notes
And they beg for your aid
While you hide the dark place
Where your childhood was made
You answer their calls
Like it’s nothing at all
But your eyes go somewhere
Far beyond the hall
There’s a door you won’t name
There’s a room you won’t touch
You learned how to give
But you never gave much
But where do you go to, my lovely
When you're alone in your bed?
But where do you go to, my lovely
When the crowd is all in your head?
Tell me the thoughts
Tell me the truth
Where do you go
When it’s only you?
If I sit here awhile
Will you let it come through?
The little black rain
That still lives in you
You don’t have to be gold
You don’t have to be brave
Just open the latch
To the room you saved
But where do you go to, my lovely
When you're alone in your bed?
But where do you go to, my lovely
When the crowd is all in your head?
Tell me the thoughts
Tell me the truth
Where do you go
When it’s only you?
Where do you go to, my lovely
When the world lets go of your hand?
Where do you go to, my lovely
Can I be the one who understands?
