I want to stop running
Chasing a cynical joke
Let the wine shake our drama
Where we both are with the chins in the hands
A spring premonition feels that way
When you stop the time
It doesn't mean that the spring call us
However realize that
I've been mellow
Through the glass, feeling your gazing
My heart is choppy
If now I'm obedient, to your chest
I seem to jump
A spring premonition feels that way
Probably always changes
It doesn't mean that the spring call us
However realize that
I've been mellow
A spring premonition feels that way
When you stop the time
It doesn't mean that the spring call us
However realize that
I've been mellow