アーティストComeback My Daughters
作詞Comeback My Daughters
作曲Comeback My Daughters
we're not good at counting the numbers
we sometimes gaze the picture painted on the wall
as the time passes we forget
during one two three days four five six weeks
i never spoke but i couldn't draw a portrait yeah
i fumbled my way and Saturday has come at last
the red light stopped me at every traffic light
whenever we wish the good wether it rains
i'll return the freedom you gave me
the watch that was left in my hand
the time stopped in front of your house


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