How are you in the distance? How is your life
Can there be sunflowers outside the window to let you smell hope
What you said has become hoarse in my memory
Your hand is cutting your knotted hair
How I want to welcome you home, embrace you tightly, and I'm not afraid of suffocation
Dancing wildly, the stars are twinkling, the eyes don't want to blink
But you still can't go home. The house is full of weeds and flowers
But it's like a carousel in my time
What you said has become hoarse in my memory
Your hand is cutting your knotted hair
I don't want to meet you when I come home
Dancing wildly, the stars are twinkling, the eyes don't want to blink
But you still can't go home. The house is full of weeds and flowers
Times have changed, but my world has lost its pace like a stalled Trojan horse
I really want you to go home now and say nothing
Tasted those sweet and sour bitter, will have belongs to our fairy tale
But you still can't go home. The house is full of weeds and flowers
Times change, but my world is like a merry go round with electricity cut off
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