The cold air gently wraps itself around my body
Soon the faraway sky will start to grow light
Every day, in the mornings when no one's there, I stand in the street
I try breathing deeply for a bit
The empty sky resembles me greatly
Why does the night make people lonely?
Lost, I don't have a destination today either
But still, I start moving down the street
Leaving myself behind
That time, were you also lonely?
Thinking of my small self, I can't sleep today either
If we could at least meet in dreams...
p/s: Eventhough You are the cause of my pain, I wish that I could see You aga