We’re dreamers who dreams ourselves
We’re dancing
But no one takes the first step
Confessions are always obscure

Who will go first?
We’re travellers who is waiting
We’re lovers who scare to love
Who forgot it, who never minded it?

Seas are waiting for us, to converge
World is waiting for us, to stop
Children are waiting for us, to born
Which of us forgot it, which of us never minded it?

I can smell you through my sunglasses
You’re digging much deeper
You’re getting more and more beautiful
Thought by thought, than ever

I’m counting the days
To smell your hair, to feel your moving
You’re afraid because I’m not afraid
Who’s brave, who’s coward?

You’re showing your leg
But you’re hiding your smile
It would be hard to keep that seriousness
It would be painful to hide your feelings

Take this leather box, it was my mother’s
Don’t be shy though, hide it from others
My heart, follow the golden fox, through many other
Let the tree grow, it is different from others

Our hearts waiting for our confessions, to thaw
Let me embrace you with my mind
Embrace me with your smile
Which of us leaving, which of us leading?