Once again, hand in hand across the street
As if to return to the original feeling
Have more fun with you
Special time records our love season
I like you acting cool to me
I miss the smell of lemon
I like being with you like this
It snowed in December
Turn around and look at the bleak street behind you
People come and go in a bit more cordial
Do you remember the day when I was coquettish
Staring at you like a child
Touch my face and call me miss
I think of that night again
Or that place for you to have a snack
You always like to call me miss
Picture of memory put on riding boots for me personally
Remember where I went out with you
Milk tea shop, our memory
I miss the warm picture very much
It snowed in December
Turn around and look at the bleak street behind you
People come and go in a bit more cordial
Do you remember the day when I was coquettish
Staring at you like a child
Miss asked me to touch my face
It snowed in December
Turn around and look at the bleak street behind you
People come and go in a bit more cordial
Do you remember the day when I was coquettish
Staring at you like a child
Touch my face and call me miss
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