Turning the pages of memories
Which went glimmering.
Oh, I see the regret and the humble atonement
That unfulfilled to the end
Like an old story,
Like dust on the filthy window frame
They're in my heart
As your smile fade away
Without rainstorms,
Still spring comes and summer goes
Oh, sweetheart
Without tears,
Flowers bloom and autumn leaves fall
Oh
I fly my remaining longing and then
Fall asleep and dream.
Like an old story,
Like dust on the filthy window frame
They're in my heart
As your smile fade away
Without rainstorms,
Still spring comes and summer goes
Oh, sweetheart
Without tears,
Flowers bloom and autumn leaves fall
Oh
I fly my remaining longing and then
Fall asleep and dream.
Fall asleep
Dream