We make our way from the boulevard to the bar
You serenade to the radio in your high-school car
And your eyes change with the green of your outfit
So you tried on my blue winter jacket At the studio, the music grows as you play
You say Tokyo looks the prettiest at the end of May
And I learn all the words to your daydreams Like I'm trying to sing karaoke
* Ba-ba-ba, da-da-da-da Ba-ba-ba, da-da-da
The silver smoke still ricochets off your lips
I breathe you in, but then cough too hard that I almost slip
And we both nearly fell on the pavement But we laughed our way to your apartment
The people sleep across the street in their bedroom
Suddenly, you look at me and my heart just bloomed
Have I known you for years or for hours? 'Cause your snow starts to seem like sun showers
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