Outside
Outside with the cuties
You look at me how the moon looks at the sun
I feel the cherry blossoms when I'm with you
Let's stay like this forever in the blue moon of New York
"Becasue I love you,you'll leave this town"
I left becasue I loved you but in the end I'm alone
I miss the town, I miss the heat
I miss the love
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