On a busy street,
the gleam of dawn in the east
were evident in your eyes
And then you once asked me --
have your ever love someone that does not love you?
That shut me for a moment,
And then I think about you,
About me
About us
And what abouts
That no matter how we were together
It's not me
That no matter how I spend my time with you
or give you my whole day --
i wished it's me
That no matter how I talk to you about everything under the sun
or listen to all your bullshits in life for hours
i just hope it's me
That no matter how you speak to me with words
i always look up to you--
with feelings
but at the end of the day,
It's not me --
the one you'll never wanted.