I remember you, a little girl I used to play
She smile and cry, make me mad all day
I remember you, I remember you

When We grow, I know I loved you
I think you know that too
I guess I am not you prince charming
But I can be your that sandle that fit with you..

Still talking nonsense, and still I have love you
You may forget me, but will always remember you.

Hiding there was little boy, who afraid of dark
As he grew, he understand nothing is blessing and nothing he ever finish was death itself