Lyric

The bus stop, soaked in rain, stands on a bridge at night

She appears there, holding her umbrella over the wet glass, letting her sighs blend into the rain

Her voice disappears, her tears blurring in the light

The bus stop watches her, wetting her trembling shoulders

She quietly accepts the rain and embraces the sound of the rain

She sits on a wet bench, embracing her love that will never return

The city lights envelop her as her back fades away

No footsteps echo. Alone in the gaps of the night

The bus stop watches her, her smile unable to smile, quietly. I was protecting her, listening to the rain's song

In the midst of unstoppable time, only memories blur

The bus stop remembers her

A moment in the deep night

She simply nodded quietly, waiting for the morning light

Morning slowly approaches

She suddenly disappears

All that remains are the prints of her hands on the glass and the raindrops