A car accident made me comatose for three years, but when I woke up, I felt strange to myself. Who was the man who kept appearing in my dreams, made me feel sorry for me, and made me cry? I can't see his face clearly. Who keeps whispering my name in my ears, expressing endless lovesickness. During these three years, was I in Brahma's dream, or was Brahma in my dream?
You must wait for me, wait for me to remember you, wait for me to find you, wait for me to fall in love with you...