The wind is blowing outside the window. The fallen leaves are floating
Is it cold to add clothes? I'm worried about it
Who will rub your hand when it gets cold
I still have your letter
Who's still waiting at the shabby station
I know I can't wait for your car, but I'm still standing there
You say it or not
The twists and turns of the past
It's devalued
Can we make another appointment
I want to hold your hand again
It's just different from
The tenderness of the past
The wind is blowing outside the window. The fallen leaves are floating
Is it cold to add clothes? I'm worried about it
Who will rub your hand when it gets cold
I still have your letter
Who's still waiting at the shabby station
I know I can't wait for your car, but I'm still standing there
You say it or not
The twists and turns of the past
It's devalued
Can we make another appointment
I want to hold your hand again
It's just different from
The tenderness of the past
There is no reason to keep you
What you say is an excuse
Who can understand the withered and yellow earth
You pretend you forgot
The moment I said I wanted to marry you
I remember
Can you make another appointment to wait
I'll be more active this time
It's just different from
The tenderness of the past
It's just different from
The first touch
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