The broken sunshine is so quiet in the familiar scene
It's not light to remember how many past events one person can carry.
Whose smile and whose warm palms fascinate me
The scars seem to have become the same as before
At the end of the play, we saw all the empty seats and the lights came on.
This story seems real but also like an illusory situation
It's just that I was finally convinced
Excuses cannot withstand the invasion of regrets
I feel so regretful and sad, can I do it all over again?
I won't end up like this again
I feel so regretful and sad. Who put me back?
I would give everything for a time machine