For the first time, I saw him on a sunny runway.
The second time, I met him by the window with the shadow of trees.
The third time, I met him in a candlelit restaurant.
It turns out that the boy at that window has been waiting for his girl. It turns out that the edges of the two cities are so far away. It turns out that our fate is so deep and so shallow.
It turns out that we have been waiting for the wrong person. From now on, time will be peaceful and things will change.