I’ve seen rosy round face of the sun for too many times
And I’ve kissed your smile between a couple of them
Thought we could ride your dragonfly before dark
But it’s far too early for a flight no?
Guess we made a mistake for taking such an extreme leap
Now the sun keeps staring at me each morning
Because I asked him one thing and he failed;
Delivering you a message I sent every time I stand alone
On my east balcony
With your loud silence humming inside my head
Telling me that this aftertaste of you is well tattooed on me