One day I wake up to see that I am not with you
On my right is the toy you used to like
But when I got up and looked for you in the room
All that's left is a letter with your flavor
Just yesterday we baked our gluten together
But now it makes me feel like the star of a bad play
Why does this happen to me
Is God not able to see you crazy
And trying to create your universe
But now it's cleared by me
You're freezing me
How can I feel for you again
Wake up me is not your wish
Leave me and start a new beginning
Maybe I'll still be greedy for you
Who let you ever make me crazy
Madness is also a picture of the past
Looking at the next few days, I guess you won't show up
I think of these years as a deadly disease
You may not hear from him about you
Maybe a little tired
Don't you think so? How many times is this hangover for you
Without my shoulder
Who did you buy the gift next to
Once I thought about it
Make you beautiful and look at the way others admire you
It doesn't matter. I have a bear to watch the moon with you
I've seen the power cut with you
But I pretend I can't see
Do you want me to be a tough guy
To enter your world
Why don't you say goodbye
I guess you forgot it by accident
It doesn't matter. I'm a little tired
You can also start a new memory
One day I wake up to see that I am not with you
On my right is the toy you used to like
But when I got up and looked for you in the room
All that's left is a letter with your flavor
Just yesterday we baked our gluten together
But now it makes me feel like the star of a bad play
Why does this happen to me
Is God not able to see you crazy
I can't stop
I've been crazy about you all these years
Will you still wear that scarf
In every cold winter
And every time I send you home
Accidentally touch your hand
You bake gluten and blink at me
It was the moment that made my heart beat
The crossroads
There's always the smell of you
The figure under the street lamp after the busy traffic
Who would it be
I really like you
But every time I want to talk, I shut up
The absurd boy at that time
How old is it
One day I wake up to see that I am not with you
On my right is the toy you used to like
But when I got up and looked for you in the room
All that's left is a letter with your flavor
Just yesterday we baked our gluten together
But now it makes me feel like the star of a bad play
Why does this happen to me
Is God not able to see you crazy
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