Stretched hand can't touch the sky
I can't see your face when I open my eyes
Buddha said that we will meet in this life
A past life
So I wandered in the world
Waiting for you to show up
Time changes, time flows
How to recognize your face in this world
The past is a dusty old photo
A weeping face
Eyes and eyebrows are full of nostalgia
It's speechless
It's fate to meet you
Fall in love with you fall in love with rumors
There is a fate
The evolution of displacement
It's fate to meet you
Fall in love with you fall in love with rumors
There is a fate
The evolution of displacement
Stretched hand can't touch the sky
I can't see your face when I open my eyes
Buddha said that we will meet in this life
A past life
So I wandered in the world
Until you show up
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