I saw the path that would lead to her heart.
I envisioned a bright future for us.
She was like a bright sunlight,
but it seemed she was struggling.
Every time she looked through my window,
I always said I would come next time.
She endured a broken heart,
she experienced highs and lows.
Whenever she needed to shed a tear,
I promised I would cry next time.
I have been going round and round,
and she is following me in this endless circle.
But whenever she tries to find when I will love her
I always say I would love you next time.