The way I measure time
I measure time not by the seasons, not by the days and nights, but by whether or not I'm with you.

I see you at the end of my daydream
Because the sky is bright and you are all my desires and fantasies

I grew up but failed to become my own moon
Meeting you is the candy given to me by the Milky Way

The sunset drowns in the orange sea
The evening breeze falls into sincere love
I came on the moon