Snow melted as you called
Didn't lift kites, just our moods
In the time we stalled
That turned out to be winter's fruits.
The growing up we just slowly watched go by as we started staying by each other's sides
We make good use of all the time we have to care
Goodbyes taste like tears and remind us of smiles
So let's whine of hearts of good weather and ask summer evenings to stay there.
Hey, is it alright if I try to call out your name?
The summer evening hid in a summer night
As we spent time under the dim lit street light
Insisting you don't understand, nevertheless you do
Looking back at everything we talked through.
Like colourful children's ships at the nearby river
Learning languages that make us shiver
Crying at sunrises while you were so far and close
"Where will you be going?" and "Who knows."
We're met with big eyes and snakes as dynamo
Sly with luminous petals for scales
They just start, one day, to take it slow
Turn petals into a house, give birth to snails.
Hey, is it alright if I am calling out your name?
Once a song about summer, hills and green fields
Made way for rough play and mindlessness.
Then, walking uphill, we split minds
To catch a glimpse of each other's helplessness.
As I got to you we walked, soon stood by each other's side.
Made good use of the time we want us to care about
As you got to me, you walked, as implied,
In the same place, what if I were to shout?
Hey, is it alright if I keep calling out your name?
"But I can't" and "that's okay with me."
"But why do you?" and "you're enough to me."
It doesn't make you a narcissist to love yourself,
I'm not good at deciding but don't want anyone else.
Spring ends in sun rises as we start to slowly stay by each other's side
Make good use of all the time we want to care about
Goodbyes taste like past days and remind us today's worthwhile
So let's nag of hearts of good weather and ask summer to spell it out -
Hey, is it alright to let it call out our names?
