You look at those laughters in silence. Facing the dark colors, I can't see clearly what you want.
You look at those boring things with excitement and say that's what you want. I can't guess what you rely on.
Time is taken away, and your innocent smile day by day is exchanged for a period of time passing by.
You are used to being silent about laughter, but you forget that I will not be your support
The running water takes away your youthful appearance year by year in exchange for pieces of lonely memories.
You prefer excitement to boredom, but you forget that I never care about your wants
You're just you, show your favor to me for glory
I'm just me. Keep searching for freedom.
It's better to be a child. We don't need each other and you shouldn't be nice to me either.
You sing your yellow water ballad and I shake my grandma's bridge