I can't see through the crowd
Countless passing streets
The clouds cover the light, and the wind passes mercilessly
Hesitating and confused
A thousand words but no words
Look at a familiar figure
The crowd is following me
Want to grasp but not close
Look at the familiar figure
It's like a mirage
I'm the only one left
The clouds cover the light, and the wind passes mercilessly
Hesitating and confused
A thousand words but no words
Look at a familiar figure
Is leaving me with the crowd
Want to grasp but not close
Look at the familiar figure
It's like a mirage
I'm the only one left
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