BTOB – My Lady

The sound of my heart is getting smaller
Dust covers all the happy moments
What did I expect?
Even the moment we broke up
It was a lot sillier than I thought

My lady, yes, My lady
It’s like a miracle to me
Like a flower twisted by the early morning dew
Like a sand castle crumbled by the waves
What to do with you, who is leaving?
You are disappearing so easily Continue reading “BTOB – My Lady”