Lyric

The white morning wind gently

Brings me back from my dream through the window

Usually, this is the time when you would come to wake me up

It feels just like I'm watching the continuation of a dream

The floral teacups that the two of us chose together

I float the scent of your favorite jasmine inside. Just like when you were here, I pour tea into two cups, but it's not the same

Beyond the entangled steam rising up

Your memories are gently swaying. Our busy life

Full of tears and laughter

It was lively because you were always there, wasn't it?

Our everyday life, chased by the digital clock

And the love we exchanged in one-minute increments

Both of them broke apart inside the mirror

Even though it was what the two of us had wished for

The T-shirt hanging on the wall today

Looks lonely, with its shoulders drooping down. I

Didn't notice it when you were here

That boredom could be so incredibly sad

The white morning wind gently comes through the window

Bringing me back from my dream. Usually

This is the time when you would come to wake me up

It feels just like I'm watching the continuation of a dream