Not singing the latest songs,
no wonder I'm out of style.
In the year we've been apart,
I decided to be a better man.
Nevertheless, even if I dress fashionably
and change my car,
the vulnerable (exposed) heart I've always had
will never change.
Though I thought I would forget
our parting,
the melody from that time
makes me remember.
In a single bed, when I held both you and my dream,
we could laugh together,
even at silly little things.
With the fragrance of the wind the same as it was then,
it's as if it wouldn't be so painful
to fall in love again.
Our love started out like a short detour,
yet lasted two years.
The night I first held you,
I was quivering more than you.
I thought love would be
more common than stones.
But it's harder to find
than diamonds...
In a single bed, when we wiped each other's tears,
we bet on who would be the one to break it off.
If I could go back to that time,
then I wouldn't let you go.
In a single bed, when I held both you and my dream,
we could laugh together,
even at silly little things.
With the fragrance of the wind the same as it was then,
it's as if it wouldn't be so painful
to fall in love again.
Woah...
Sunday, March 2, 2008
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