My Space, our Season
1,2,3 another day passes by quickly,
1,2,3 tomorrow is already almost here
It weighs down on my shoulders
and tugs at my shadow
It’s really tiring,
it’s hard to breathe today,
How was your day? I see your smile,
It’s warm during winter, it’s nice to see
Will you tell me your stories?
Filled with warm scarves and wool mittens
To be honest,
I’m not cold without these things
Because you are here,
at the end of the day
Always by my side
Let’s be honest
I’ve disappointed you sometimes
But you endured and kept the fireplace warm
At the end of the day
the frozen clock was melted by your tender touch
“I’ll be back”
Those are such pretty words
Because the day we meet again
Is a promised hello
Warm winter will return and it’ll be your turn
Tell me any story, let your burdens weigh on me
When I look into your eyes, there is nothing to worry about
You are my space
This is our season,
forever warm with your heart always by my side
I wait for the day when the clock ticks and
With a single breath you whisper
I’m here.