Lyrics of Liming's telepathy

Sunday music swing

A man was sitting on the windowsill

No rain, no wind, no mood

As if something forced me to wait

My heart is so strange, what is surging

It's like there's room for me to see the future

What kind of girl is my heart so helpless

How do you guess

Does she exist now

Who is my love

Maybe because of an eye contact with each other's souls

Inspiration has quietly dominated

Who has already arrived for me

I'm looking forward to this person

So I'm in a daze here and I dare not go away

If you were the girl

Please accept my radio

It's just you, it's just me

Teach you how to get into this zone

My heart is so strange, what is surging

It's like there's room for me to see the future

What kind of girl is my heart so helpless

How do you guess

Does she exist now

Who is my love

Maybe because of an eye contact with each other's souls

Inspiration has quietly dominated

Who has already arrived for me

I'm looking forward to this person

So I'm in a daze here and I dare not go away

Does she exist now

Who is my love

Maybe because of an eye contact with each other's souls

Inspiration has quietly dominated

Who has already arrived for me

I'm looking forward to this person

So I'm in a daze here and I dare not go away