The sound of the door closing made me feel like the world had split in two.
The car still carries your scent as it drives on.
Looking back, I feel like I couldn't do anything for them.
I've always been thinking of you in my own way.

The city passing by the window is weeping.

The morning light is now enveloping the two of us and separating us.
Calling your name now is pointless, the night will swallow you up and make you disappear.

Every time you talked about your dreams, you looked a little sad.
Even so, they smiled and gave me a tailwind.

The city passing by the window is weeping.

Everyone will grow up someday
Naturally, I get lost trying to find meaning and reason.

The morning light is now enveloping the two of us and separating us.
Even if I call your name now
But I still look back and reach out.