In the season of cherry blossom,
Words were a tantamount of venom...
I love you like America eats-
Unconscious and automatic...
I want to capture you in pill-form
and celebrate you in day-form...
Just moving along, minding my way.
A real disbeliever, but still I did pray...
Let's go back to when we met,
When I haven't kissed those lips yet...
A friendship I cherish more and more
With each passing day...
For you i would walk all around the world and back...
I saw the pain
Afraid and disbelief...
Back in Holland again,
but this time not for fun...
First time, you were standing there.
Came along just like a storm...
Always Remember That
It's a cold February night...
He says "Chae I don't like myself
I don't know what it is I felt"...