守候

This is why I always wonder

I'm a pond full of regrets

I always try to not remember rather than forget

This is why I always whisper

When vagabonds are passing by

I tend to keep myself away from their goodbyes

Tide will rise and fall along the bay

and I'm not going anywhere

I'm not going anywhere

People come and go and walk away

but I'm not going anywhere

I'm not going anywhere......