Maybe your love is a double bed
Maybe anyone can accompany you on your wanderings
Your eyes are locked somewhere
Your stubbornness is a wall and your heart is not open
Maybe your heart is for a single room
If there is one more person, it will make you look nervous.
I want to see your first appearance
How will you let go of your disguise?
Don't tell me you still have feelings
You and I both know we can only go with our gut
Just because I am lacking, I never know how to refuse.
But no longer willing to compromise for the other party
Don't tell me you still have feelings
You and I both know that hugging doesn't mean being affectionate
Maybe it's because I'm afraid of being rejected and I don't dare to be direct.
Or are we waiting for the next opportunity?
The same frown, but a different taste
Maybe your heart is for a single room
But your desire is a double bed
I want to see what you really look like
The sadness you put away, how do you put it away?
Don't tell me you still have feelings
You and I both know we can only go with our gut
Just because I am lacking, I never know how to refuse.
But no longer willing to compromise for the other party
Don't tell me you still have feelings
You and I both know that hugging doesn't mean being affectionate
Maybe it's because I'm afraid of being rejected and I don't dare to be direct.
Or are we waiting for the next opportunity?
The same frown, but a different taste
Don't tell me you still have feelings
You and I both know we can only go with our gut
Just because I am lacking, I never know how to refuse.
But no longer willing to compromise for the other party
Don't tell me you still have feelings
You and I both know that hugging doesn't mean being affectionate
Maybe it's because I'm afraid of being rejected and I don't dare to be direct.
Or are we waiting for the next opportunity?
The same frown, but a different taste
The same frown, each with its own experience of loneliness