In the morning, the strong morning fog filled all the places that I arrived at the line.
Fantastic thoughts start getting up by the awake of sleep.
In such a cold winter, I know your heart beat because of my name.
And my calm heart began to cry for you.
Missing is so flat, and it has become a habit.
The cold is a kind of happiness for us.
I think I want to reality, my mind is full by your lovely face.
Now, there is no, there is something special, and we have only miss.
The day begins slowly,
Time came to the evening, I think this is a cold arrival day.
I am also slowly feeling that I will start with the dark street light.
Every time I am in a modern breath, I will think of my lovely little baby.
Thinking of you are by my side, thinking with me, accompanying me.
Warm, happiness is this. The distance between space is, and our hearts are zero distance.
Give me dear baby
