When can I hug you from the glass/
When will you know my existence?
When will you know that I never want to let you go/
When did I begin to think that I had forgotten everything?
Your gaze outside the glass
I clearly see you in the glass,
I can always see you every time I stand in front of the window. The intersection with the gorgeous neon lights is just like when I saw you in front of the bar. .