Your day's start and end
we always were together
In the song that's brushing by your ears
isn't it perhaps my story?
Where did it begin from? secretly like a habit
I'm holding on to the written messages and hesitating
Countless times a day
the place we were together
hey my baby
I'm waiting in case I get to see you
like a crazy guy ,today as well
I'm crying and laughing as I'm thinking about you