When I walk alone on the street where the sun sets
I feel like I'm walking among the empty branches
When I walk alone on the street where the sun sets
I feel like I'm walking among the strangers
Will my youthful memories remain as the flowing wind on the street where the sun sets?
Will my longing for the cloudy days remain as the sunset on this street?
Will my youthful memories remain as the flowing wind on the street where the sun sets?
Will my youthful memories remain as the flowing wind on the street where the sun sets?
Will my longing for the cloudy days remain as the sunset on this street?
Will my longing for the cloudy days remain as the sunset on this street?
