I listen to the record. And talk to you We're having a discussion And talk to you We're having a discussion Sorry,all I can do is going one step a minute I'm afraid I make you bored I make you bored I make you bored I don't get it into a box. I hold my head I don't know how to put out the contents Even though I pack up a bag, it sinks to a soft sponge I don't get it into a box. I hold my head I don't know how to put out the contents Even though I pack up a bag, it sinks to a soft sponge I visited you jingling coins, but you were not at home Sorry,I'm a coward. I can't leave everything behind I close the cover of the piano, bring down the glass, And open the cover again And open the cover again Sorry,I'm a coward. I can't leave everything behind I close the cover of the piano, bring down the glass, And open the cover again And open the cover again I visited you jingling coins, but you were not at home I visited you jingling coins, but you were not at home Being born in the times of fan pulled the trigger The back shot through only once is returning toughly And we wanna stand in front of you We headed for a dance floor, But I don't think everything goes well