This song is about our love story —
the small room we share, the everyday moments, the fights, the laughter, and the growth.
I wrote this song for my lover,
but I hope that somewhere in these lyrics,
you can find a piece of your own story too.
Love doesn’t have to be perfect.
Sometimes it’s just two people choosing each other,
learning, changing, and staying.
Thank you for listening 🤍
Lyric :
We live together in a little room,
Doing crazy things like lovers do.
You work all day on your computer screen,
I take care of you with homemade meals.
You teach me words from where you’re from,
Как дела? Хорошего дня!
I smile every time you say it slow,
Love always sounds sweeter that way.
Thank you for the little things you do,
Lemon tea, ramen nights with you.
Nothing big, nothing new,
But it means everything to me and you.
Sunday church, side by side,
Then the gym, Muay Thai, sweat and pride.
Do you remember our trips away?
I watched you like I’m already home, okay?
I saw you lost in a temporary high,
I couldn’t help it, I love you — I can’t deny.
So I fell with you into that short escape,
Knowing it wouldn’t stay.
You’re a hot blooded boy, fire inside,
My love machine, my wild ride.
Fast heart, loud laughs, burning bright,
You pull me closer every night.
We’ve been through fights, words too sharp,
Sweet then angry, light then dark.
But now I can laugh and say it’s true:
“Baby, I know where your underwear is too.”
Sweet words turn to flames when we fight,
We say things we shouldn’t at night.
But somehow we’re still right here,
Learning love, letting go of fear.
Sunday church, side by side,
Then the gym, Muay Thai, sweat and pride.
Every fight just helped us see,
We’re stronger now than we used to be.
And in the end, we chose to change,
To grow up, not run away.
This love will be strong, this love will last,
There’s nothing we can’t get past.
I believe with all my heart,
This story gets a happy start.
Baby, make me your priority,
Your love, your touch — just for me.
Say sweet words I wanna hear every day,
And baby, actions matter more anyway.
Like buying a house for me someday,
Haha… I’m joking — but not really, okay?
Baby, let my love warm your heart,
This kind of love might make you cry.
But cry happy tears, alright?
I don’t like it when you smoke in Thailand,
But I know you’ll probably do it again.
So one more time, I just wanna say:
I love you.
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