. That tree, the sunset view, yes, I remember well
As long as I've been waiting for you there
I was seeing you there holding that purple book, the color
you are worried
You might be waiting for something
I saw you on the other side
When eyes turn
You have become like a mother who craves for her newborn, and I am like a child. I want to reach you in any way
I don't know as a magnet who wants to attract us
Like a pulse that goes, us
As half a heart is mine and the other is yours