Your good night is subconscious compassion
I stay till late at night to treat insomnia
The handwritten letter was left at the bottom of the trunk
There's no time to give it the meaning of the journey
If everything had gone into rain
Can I turn into mud
Infect you again
If life is like a movie
Oh, let me wake up again in my sweet dream
How I want to see you again
Even in a hurry to leave
Silhouette of dusk under streetlights
The longer the forest path
How I want to see you again
At least you can tell jokes
Autumn equinox of first fallen leaves in streets
We are drifting away
If everything had gone into rain
Can I turn into mud
Infect you again
If life is like a movie
Oh, let me wake up again in my sweet dream
How I want to see you again
Even in a hurry to leave
Silhouette of dusk under streetlights
The longer the forest path
How I want to see you again
At least you can tell jokes
Autumn equinox of first fallen leaves in streets
We are drifting away
The platform whistle sounded
Miss is your voice
We walked into the crowd carrying the past
Looking for a place to place yourself
How I want to see you again
Even if you leave in a hurry
Silhouette under the street lamp
The longer the forest path
How I want to see you again
At least you can tell jokes
Autumn equinox of first fallen leaves in streets
We are drifting away
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