Like the Seoul sky without you, there is no darkness Like the Seoul streets without you, there is no emptiness Garosugil’s americano and sweet cream waffles, now I don’t like it anymore My tastes have changed
Beautiful, beautiful, you’re my beautiful That’s you There are so many beautiful words in the world but There aren’t many words that go with you You shine brighter than any other flashy word I gotta feeling, I got my feeling