I enjoyed my life with others
without anyone nor anything that bothers
I don't want to argue with others
because i don't want to be the center of rumors
Everytime i crossed the road
I remember the memory of the past
that I thought would never last
The friendship we shared together
suddenly became complicated further
I have lots of friends today
but I miss the old friend of mine on the past day
The old friend of mine, when will we be fine?
I wanted to talk to you, to ask you
But all those intentions were remained intentions
because I don't have the guts to do it
All I can do is to cross the road
And to watch the old friend of mine
ON THE SAME ROAD!!!
