The world in the rearview mirror, the farewells getting farther and farther away
You turn your back, your profile is still beautiful
I chased with my eyes and heard your tears
Wandering outside the car window is an opportunity I missed
Where you stand, there are tears between me
The street scene keeps receding, your collapse is fragmented outside the window
I head all the way north, leaving the season with you
You say you are so tired and can no longer fall in love with anyone
The wind is blowing on the mountain road. All the pictures in the past are my fault.
I'm ashamed to count how many times I hurt you
I head all the way north, leaving the season with you
My regrets are swirling around the steering wheel
I speed up to surpass, but I can't get rid of the sadness that follows closely
I'm ashamed to count how many times I hurt you
Stop being embarrassed and let the mistakes be pure
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