And the breeze lifts the corners of the white shirt
And singing echoed in the empty playground
There are still those unspoken words floating in the monsoon wind
There is also that unsent letter buried in youth
You messed up my heartbeat with one look in your eyes
I greet your brow with a bright smile
As long as you are willing, you will be the only one on the back seat of my bicycle
As long as you understand, my avoidance is not because I hate you
Crossing shoulders and looking back at the corner
The beautiful figures outside the window are playing
We met at an age when we just understood how to love and be loved.
But lost at the fork in the road with a touch of sadness
The Dove chocolate in my pocket has already melted
The Alpine sugar in my memory is still sweet