https://music.apple.com/nz/album/a-walk/1572581154?i=1572581158
I like this song.
On a quiet night
When I go out for a walk,
That face always comes to mind.
The kind of person
Who could draw with a handful of twinkling stars.
Along a narrow path,
The scent fills the air—
Azaleas bathed in the light of a streetlamp.
If only I could breathe in this fragrance with him,
How lovely it would be.
I miss him.
That face I long for
Fades like a picture drawn with water.
I miss him.
So once again today, I go for a walk
To bring his memory to mind.
The air wraps me in cold,
And memories of that time come alive.
Those shining days,
So painfully beautiful, now left behind.
I miss him.
That face I long for
Fades like a picture drawn with water.
I miss him.
So once again today, I go for a walk
To bring his memory to mind.
Those warm hands, and that gentle touch,
Those eyes I nestled into,
That heart, expecting nothing in return,
That love he gave—I find myself missing him.
That face I long for
Fades like a picture drawn with water.
I miss him.
So once again today, I go for a walk
To bring his memory to mind.
Today, I go for a walk again.
Today, I go for a walk again.

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