Lyric

Before spring turns to summer

Let's go back to that river we visited last year

The weather was warm and gentle that day

And the cool breeze that came and went felt so good

We don't need some big camping adventure

Let's just grab some MOS Burger and go

Though, to be honest, I still plan on

Doing a little fishing too

You can sit beside me in your chair

And read your manga if you want

I'll keep throwing out silly puns

To make you laugh every now and then

Ah, I can't wait for next week

Can I really make it through seven days?

I guess there's no choice but to wait

One whole week

In the gentle breeze

Just before spring becomes summer

Simply spending time and laughing with you

Makes everything feel right somehow

A MOS Burger paper bag

And the next chapter of your manga

Next week feels so far away

But all I can do is wait one more week

We walk along the riverside path

Looking for the same scenery as last year

The scent of grass that's grown a little taller

"Summer's almost here," you softly say

We stop by a convenience store for ice cream

And hurry to finish it before it melts

You take a sip of my coffee

Then laugh with a face that says, "So bitter!"

Beside me as I cast my lure

You quietly turn another page

"Catch anything yet?" you casually ask

And somehow, I love that about you

The sunset melts into the river

Making it hard to leave

"We should come back next year too," you say

Getting ahead of yourself as usual

Even though today

Wasn't anything special at all

I found myself wishing

Moments like this could last forever

In the gentle breeze

Just before spring becomes summer

Simply spending time and laughing with you

Makes everything feel right somehow

A MOS Burger paper bag

And the next chapter of your manga

Next week feels so far away

But all I can do is wait one more week

Only the sound of the river

Lingers softly in the air

The sky is painted amber

As the day slowly comes to a close

I fold up my fishing rod and turn around

You smile and say, "Let's come back again"

Your sleepy profile in the passenger seat

Is gently illuminated by the setting sun

I wave a small goodbye

To the river fading into the distance

Maybe because today wasn't extraordinary

I never want to forget it

In this brief and gentle season

Just before spring turns to summer

The time I spent with you today

Still shines deep within my heart

Next week still feels far away

But maybe waiting isn't so bad

I roll down the window and feel the night breeze

As another season quietly turns

The radio softly hums in the background

And you've already fallen asleep

Through streets glowing beneath red traffic lights

Let's take our time heading home together