Lyric

A gentle breeze brushes past the old window

Shadows of the light linger softly in the corner

Don’t speak of leaving just yet

I’ve grown used to the sound of your voice

Holding silence, too afraid to speak

Tears quietly overflow in my chest

Sometimes I glance up at the sky

That blue still holds your shadow

When loneliness becomes a habit

I’ve learned to treat freedom as a gentle goodbye

(Ah~~~ah ah) Tears quietly slip through my fingers

Those promises still echo in my ears

Ah, time walks gently along our streets

Leaving only the warmth of hands we once held

The beautiful moments no longer have a way back

Only the lingering warmth in memory still burns

Maybe years later we’ll lose touch

Maybe we’re in different corners of the world

The same wind still passes through old places

Softly taking away a bit of the past’s light

Ah, time moves on quietly

The hands we once held still carry some warmth

Some words left unspoken have become poetry

Kept in my heart like an old song

Your smile is like a lamp no longer lit

Yet I still learn to remember its warmth in the night

Sometimes looking back at the streets we knew

I can no longer find the path where we once walked side by side

Maybe it’s you, maybe it’s me

Walking in different dawns

The days we shared turn into notes in the wind

Growing farther apart with time

But I’m willing to keep that warmth

Even if it fades like morning mist

The wind keeps blowing, the lights still shine in the distance

I keep your name in my heart

Whispering goodbye softly, without sorrow