Watching out the window on a perfect summers day,
listening to the wind that throws the blossom to...

Its not about the clothes we wear,
the way we look, we shouldn't care...

I haven't seen or heard from you for weeks,
i think its time i called...

Watching out the window on a perfect summers day,
listening to the wind that throws the blossom to...

I asked myself the question,
what is love...