The sky is no longer cloudy.
Willow branches are swaying in the wind.
I stood under the tree in a daze.
Pink clouds
A gentle lifting of the head
See your grace
Fringed skirt
Make up your face.
Smile like a child.
Stand outside your house.
Knock gently on the door.
Head down shyly.
Let me sneak a look at you
In the breeze you look back.
Let me sneak a look at you
Behind your departure.
A gentle lifting of the head
See your grace
Fringed skirt
Make up your face.
Smile like a child.
Stand outside your house.
Knock gently on the door.
Head down shyly.
Let me sneak a look at you
In the breeze you look back.
Let me sneak a look at you
Behind your departure.
Smile like a child.
Stand outside your house.
Knock gently on the door.
Head down shyly.
Let me sneak a look at you
In the breeze you look back.
Let me sneak a look at you
Behind your departure.