Lyric

I’m lonely, my thoughts have no voice

Traced “I love you” on the window glass

I’m cold, shivering under the blankets

Not because I miss you, but because I can’t reach you

Confessing love should have been thrilling

Yet we got used to each other, so normal, so still

Orange

Not the color of the sunset sky

But the sweet, bittersweet feeling of that day

Every memory makes my chest ache

Orange

The only piece we shared that day

The sweet taste of that tangerine lingers

A citrus memory in my mouth

I can’t sleep, my heart is silent

I wrote “I love you” on the window, but it disappears

I wanted to hear your voice

Not because I didn’t call, but I lacked the courage

I thought love should always be beautiful

But we refused to admit our small mistakes

Orange

Not the color of the sunset sky

But the sweet, cherished feelings of that day

Every time I look at the photo, I want to cry

Orange

Clinging to the only thing we had

Holding on to that warmth, so I won’t forget

A late-night phone call, I dialed frantically

Shouting, “I want to see you!” into the night

The taste of your love, the memory of us

Still lingers, like orange

Orange

Not the color of the sunset sky

But the sweet, bittersweet feeling of that day

Every memory makes my chest ache

Orange

The only piece we shared that day

The sweet taste of that tangerine lingers

A citrus memory in my mouth

Orange

Not the color of the sunset sky

But the sweet, cherished feelings of that day

Every time I look at the photo, I want to cry

Orange

Clinging to the only thing we had

Holding on to that warmth, so I won’t forget