Lyric

Behind the school, I called your name

But you ran away from the usual scene

Your figure fading in the distance

How should I see you off?

The afterglow, almost swallowed

Sitting quietly at my desk

My heart beats on

At times like this, love’s a percussion

The chorus makes me cry nonstop

Resonating through the halls

Don’t lose your part

In this youth orchestra

A jack-in-the-box hidden in my chest

The train shakes, my nerves collide

You act composed, even for a confession

How long should I wait?

Pretending, just playing along

Lingering in the fun and fleeting thrills

My heart beats on

At times like this, heartbreak’s a percussion

The chatter just won’t stop

Playing wild and free

Amid the chaos, find your part

In this youth orchestra

At times like this, love’s a percussion

The chorus makes me cry nonstop

Resonating through the school halls

Even if I’m lost, find my part

In this youth orchestra

Love, heartbreak, laughter, tears

All echo in our youth orchestra