Jalan - Background Music

T'lah tiba waktuku Tuk pergi meninggalkanmu Walau hanyalah dirimu Yang mencintaiku Berkali kucoba Namun ku tak mampu bertahan Meski ku tak rela Bukan ku tak cinta Walau kita tak lagi sejalan Kau satu yang paling kucintai Walau berat menghapus bayanganmu Meskipun kita terluka Biarlah waktu yang disembuhkan Ya Tuhan tunjukan Jalan yang terbaik Tak mudah tepatnya Tuk pergi melupakanmu Walau hanyalah dirimu Yang mencintaiku Berkali kucoba Namun ku tak mampu'tuk bertahan Meski ku tak rela Bukan ku tak cinta Walau kita tak lagi sejalan Kau satu yang paling kucintai Walau berat menghapus bayanganmu Meskipun kita terluka Biarlah waktu yang semubukan Ya Tuhan tunjukan jalan yang terbaik Tak kusangka ini berakhir Cintaku habis di sini Meskipun kita tak akan menyatu Kuharap yang terbaik untukmu Ya Tuhan tolong tunjukan Jalan yang terbaik Kau satu yang kucinta Walau berat menghapus bayanganmu Meskipun kita'kan terluka Ya Tuhan tunjukan Jalan yang terbaik Jalan yang terbaik

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