You are like the sun, lighting up my world.
No one can erase the memories that belong to us, and the reluctance to let go is all because of you.
I am in your waking dream and you are in my confused heart.
Heart, panic. People, uneasy. Thoughts, wandering.
If a leaf is about to fall, can you keep it from falling?
After the sound of the clock ticking, it took away a lot.
The smoke flies and the leaves fall, leaving no one behind. Why not leave, why linger.
Watching the fallen leaves turning in the wind is full of helplessness and loneliness.