Lyrics: Chayata Sripanich
Music: Chayata Sripanich/Tawewit Tantiwongpaisan/Pratchaya Buraphonkul/Saharath Chotiratrangsri
A quiet night while everybody’s asleep
There goes Mary and Tom at the corner of the lonely street
There’s a flower in her hair, she chuckled with a smile
light ocean blue eyes, Tom couldn’t help but to stare
Their little rendezvous became a ritual
Those cliche love scenes became a not so silly things, to them
To him she’s the music in the haze of sun
And to her he’s the painter of every piece of art in the world
But so soon so soon like the wind blow
Ice cherry pink tea turn to alcohol
But so soon so sooner than the the wind blow
Carousel of lights turn to Autumn leaves of gold
She hides, She hides in the dark of the night
He’s scared to death to open his eyes
They found nothing for each other, I-
No void can be filled by another void
But so soon so soon like the wind blow
Ice cherry pink tea turn to alcohol
But so soon so sooner than the the wind blow
Carousel of lights turn to Autumn leaves of gold
A quiet night while everybody’s asleep
A boy and girl meet at the corner of the lonely street
And In life, things barely have their happy endings
She’s moved far away and He’s turned his back away.