I had said that if you go back, the sadness goes out of your heart and dity After that without you sitting one day, my cold hands were holding you but I saw your hand, you said you wouldnt come back but I saw your hand, you said I would not be left. You came to the world but I saw your hand, you said you wouldnt go away. Youre not home to my grave Come to my good days, my hand wants to warm up your hands, the angle in my junior
I said if you go back to see my sadness in the mirror of my eyes You know you are in this sad house, but you are colorless, but I saw your hand, you said they wouldnt come back
I said if you go back to these windows, your name is left Your story is left open only in the dark of nights Without you, you are a moment of algebra, my patience is my home, my home is home. Joon is fire
Come on to come to my good days, my hand wants to warm up your hands.
