[Verse 1]
Rooftop light, a cigarette of stars, neon on her sleeve,
Amo laughs like morning, small and bright — a pocket of belief.
Rea in crimson heels, a diva’s laugh that cuts the room,
A vinyl crackles, spotlights meet, the night begins to bloom.
Maki walks on steady feet, not the kind to play a part,
Quiet hands, a careful smile, she keeps the map of her own heart.
[Pre-Chorus]
She worries once that loving you could bend the lines she knows,
But every street and every song keeps calling where she goes.
[Chorus — Doubt]
Maki likes Dylan — is it true? (soft, searching)
Maki likes Dylan — who knew? (hold the breath)
Maki likes Dylan — a whisper through the noise,
Maki likes Dylan — a fragile kind of choice.
[Verse 2]
Anele on the corner spins like sunlight through the park,
He moves in easy arcs, in sneakers leaving chalk-mark sparks.
Dylan pulls a quiet grin, a tucked-in joke, a steady hand,
He folds the world in small surprises only Maki understands.
A rooftop breeze steals cigarette smoke and the city’s distant hum,
They trade a look, two secret jokes, the way a new song’s begun.
[Pre-Chorus]
There’s history like wallpaper, some rooms she’s walked before,
But this one holds a new light — a doorway, not a door.
[Chorus — Declaration]
Maki likes Dylan — that’s the truth (clear and bright)
Maki likes Dylan — heartbeat proof (steady light)
Maki likes Dylan — from whispers into daylight,
Maki likes Dylan — she steps into the right.
[Bridge]
Fear sits like thunder: what if giving love means letting go?
What if in the act of holding tight she breaks the glow?
Maki touches fingertips to the pulse she’s scared to name,
The choice is not perfection — it’s opening the flame.
You see her hesitate, then watch her steady to decide,
She breathes the rain and moves her feet toward the other side.
[Chorus — Promise]
Maki likes Dylan — now it’s loud (full band)
Maki likes Dylan — under clouds (still unbowed)
Maki likes Dylan — now the chorus learns her name,
Maki likes Dylan — love without the shame.
[Chant — Verbatim]
amo is a baby and rea is a diva yea Maki she ain't no play girl yea Maki don't want to hurt you yea anele likes to dance but Maki likes Dylan yea Maki likes Dylan yea yea Dylan is Maki,s love
[Outro]
Rooftop light goes softer, the city hums and sighs,
Anele keeps on dancing, Rea tilts her queenly eyes.
Amo’s small laugh is morning, washing shadows from above,
Maki takes Dylan’s hand — a simple, fearless kind of love.
Maki likes Dylan — and in that truth they rise.
