People brag about things,
They often find it clingy.
What will happen tomorrow,
No one would understand.

Sincere love and thoughts,
Depending on their mood.
Whatever comes our way,
We smiled like there’s no tomorrow.

There’s a prairie ahead of me,
The Wind is blowing heavily.
There’s an iceberg in front of me,
Why are you still here?

Nothing else better to do,
You stare at me.
Why do you care so much?
Let me be this peaceful melody.