You keep falling down on me
And piling up on me
When I see you across the street
And run to you
I have so many things
I want to tell you
Actually, I
I miss you tomorrow

It makes sense that I fell for you
Your lips that are drinking warm coffee

It makes sense that I fell for you
Your eyes that smile as you look at me

Every day, I look at you
I wonder if you know how I feel when you do that

I’m so embarrassed over my foolish actions
I don’t even know when it started

You keep falling down on me
And piling up on me
When I see you across the street
And run to you
I have so many things
I want to tell you
Actually, I
I miss you tomorrow

It makes sense that I fell for you
Your stoic way of talking may seem indifferent

It makes sense that I fell for you
But even your random face expressions are so cute

Every day, I look at you
I wonder if you know how I feel when you do that

I’m so embarrassed over my foolish actions
I don’t even know when it started

You keep falling down on me
And piling up on me
When I see you across the street
And run to you
I have so many things
I want to tell you
Actually, I
I miss you tomorrow

On days when the cold wind blows
I want to hold your hand
When you are trembling
I want to hug you
I want to do anything for you
Hey, actually I…

You keep falling down on me
And piling up on me
When I see you across the street
And run to you
I have so many things
I want to tell you
Actually, I
I miss you tomorrow