When I turn the pages of fading memories
I see frustration and humble atonement regarding the unfulfilled dream
Like an old story or dust on window frame
Things pile up inside my heart like your smile of the past
Even without a storm, spring comes and summer goes, my love
Even without tears, flowers bloom and leaves fall
Setting my longing free in the passing time, I fall asleep and dream a dream
Even without a storm, spring comes and summer goes, my love
Even without tears, flowers bloom and leaves fall
Setting my longing free in the passing time, I fall asleep and dream a dream
I fall asleep and dream a dream