Wasn't my dream about love?
Yes, but why don't I see its shadow.
Yes, love has come, but time has taken it away.
Hiding behind time, I want to have your time until everything is forgotten and tears burst into my eyes.
Why do I keep missing you? Why haven't you appeared yet?
I don't look at the sunshine outside the window. It becomes darker and darker. It has grown legs. No matter how I call it, it won't stop.
No matter how I chase it, I can't catch it.
I didn't race it, it was fast when I was a kid, and it got even faster as I grew older.
Hiding in the same place, I thought I would encounter it, but as long as it took away anything, it would not return it to me.
It appeared only once and never again.
It's like you only appeared once in my life, left you with the warmest smile, turned around and walked away without giving me a second glance.