Those trifle words echoing in my head.
This stilly moment piercing my vein...

I want a second chance
I want to travel to the moon with you...

Our memories are slashing me,
bitter pain entering my chest...

Falling into an emptiness of a no end,
letting happiness slipping from your hands...

Here is a girl, afraid to shed
the first tear, fearing if she cries...

Your lips speak soft sweetness
Your touch a cool caress...

Little missy take your place, pliz dont be afraid
This special train is about to go away...

EVERY TIME I SEE YOU
I FIND MYSELF STARING...

Sitting in the bench
waiting for my love...