Lyric

Fingertips, like stories untold Your cheek, your eyes that softly glow Why do I follow you with my gaze?

Flowing gently, your graceful hands Holding a pen with quiet care If you grip too tight, your guarded heart I feel it— And take a step back

Fingertips, like human traces Your lips, your tender lashes sway Why do I follow you with my gaze?

Smooth and silent, your fingertips Touch my cheek, and I sense your fear I understand— But keep it hidden here