Lyric

Inside the soft sunbeams pouring through the pane

Feeling just beyond my fingertips, like a gentle rain

The warmth of you that lingers in the air

Is nothing but an empty vase, standing there

At a certain seaside where the seagulls cry

There's a scent of you beneath the open sky

As the sea breeze brushes past the heart of me

I’m just an empty vase, by the sea

To you, to you, to you

For you, a bouquet of flowers; for me, the spring breeze

Leave my swaying heart to sway, just as it please

For you, the cold wind; for me, the clouds of rain

Blaming only the falling leaves on the winter's pain

Inside the sound of rain and the taxis passing by

In the middle of a world that’s never dry

Silently watching you drift further away

I’m just an empty vase, thinking of you today

With your hair neatly brushed and so fine

And your eyes that shimmer with a brilliant shine

Wearing only the familiar scent of ordinary days

I’m just an empty vase, lost in the haze

To you

To you

To you

To you

For you, a bouquet of flowers; for me, the spring breeze

Leave my swaying heart to sway, just as it please

For you, the cold wind; for me, the clouds of rain

Blaming only the falling leaves on the winter's pain