People only see the outside
And ask if the wind is cold
They just ask and pass by
Why ask if you're gonna forget anyway?
Feels like wind from you;
So without a word,
I'm just waiting.
Many things happen,
So busy without a breath to catch;
Because of this damn world,
If I say that's why we grew apart,
feels like I'm making it up so I have no faults
So I can't say that
I'm just facing the wind.
