Gently take off my hairpin
Ready to let the wind blow my hair
My heart has no home
Who will listen to my heart
A person slowly go home
Whispers along the way are like rain
Ticking into my heart
And wet my eyes
Don't speak ill of me behind my back
Unintentional jokes make you sad
I want to see your smile and listen to the truth
Don't refuse, OK?
Don't speak ill of me behind my back
Don't worry about the game of losing heart
The world is so big and the future is so long
Isn't it true?
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There's a light in front of me
There is a sunset behind me
I'll be at home waiting for you to call me back
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