WHAT IS IT LIKE IN YOUR FUNNY LITTLE BRAINS

Everyday, everyday my heart aches
I’ve gone through so many, many sleepless nights
Ever since the first day we met by chance
If only we could return to that time

I’m so in love with you

It’d be nice to confess and love you
Is it impossible to go back to our smiling faces?
Although remaining as friends and not confessing might be better than love
Because I’m not able to do it anyway