Lyric

On a spring afternoon, the sun shines into the windowsill

In the way you look at me

There is a light called "possibility"

But when she passes by

The world seems to slow down for a second

The deer in my heart

It's all over

She smiles, but not for me

What I like is your sister

Not you, not your gentleness

It's the way she walks

It's the meteor shower in her eyes

That makes me silently intoxicated

You said why I'm always in a daze

I shook my head and smiled helplessly

In fact, every time I get together

I'm waiting for her to show up

Even my breathing is a little lighter

What I like is your sister

It's the way she casually combs her hair

I know you're good

But I still can't resist

The inexplicable throbbing in my heart

Maybe it's wrong

Maybe it shouldn't be

But the rebellious heart

Never asks right or wrong

I like your sister

Even though I know this story won't have an ending

Thank you for looking at me with a smile

But my heart

Has long been out of rhythm

Spring continues

And I

Can only quietly like her