[00:00.000] 作词 : Perhacs[00:20.090] Fog is catching in cold round drops[00:33.471] And from the rail of his terrace, dripping[00:46.382] Some to fall and some to blink[00:54.707] In colors of neon from the signs all along his street[01:08.613][01:13.244] His stairs are wood, and old and they creak[01:26.674] They complain when I come and they talk when I go[01:40.645] But I'm quiet if I try and I don't stay too long[01:49.384] And I go before the morning and the dripping of the fog is gone[02:03.100][02:04.006] Sometimes I wonder, should I wake him to see[02:11.804] All those bright bubble drops in the still slickened street[02:22.412] Sometimes I wonder has he ever really seen them?[02:30.920] Sometimes I wonder has he ever really seen me?[02:42.219][02:48.640] It's so warm and still, fresh coffee and oranges[03:03.880] Soon almond cakes, he'll sleep until they're done[03:16.535] There hasn't been a sound out from under those signs[03:25.001] Haven't heard a single footstep that is rushing to be on time[03:39.325][03:44.930] Colors that are dripping help to make up for his silence[03:57.996] I think of you in green, I remember he once told me[04:11.350] But when I go as I always must do[04:20.939] The color in his day will be clear and blue