Lyrics of Yang Qianyi's "because of it"

Hands are yours, so I'm confused

The eyes are my eyes. They never tire of seeing

People are familiar, so they are concerned

Love can be traced back

So I'm not tired of talking

My heart is mine, so I'm drunk

You don't care what I do

He is adored for his excellent looks

Or everyone

The more you love, the better you feel

If only because you are amiable

And the soul is drawn

Why is that man outside the door

It's hard to stay with me for a while

If it's just your temperature

To cure my weak kiss

It doesn't make any sense

So it's a lover

Because I remember, I remember

Close to your heart

Still together

Unless we separate

The theorem behind confusion

If only because you are amiable

And the soul is drawn

Why is that man outside the door

It's hard to stay with me for a while

If it's just your temperature

To cure my weak kiss

It doesn't make any sense

So it's a lover

If only because you are amiable

And the soul is drawn

Why is that man outside the door

It's hard to stay with me for a while

If it's just your temperature

To cure my weak kiss

It doesn't make any sense

So it's a lover

Because I remember, I remember

Close to your heart

Still together

Unless we separate

The theorem behind confusion