I am a Center man
ON every rainy day
There`s a secret
Drink a milk tea is a habit
I close my eyes
Tracing the way you looked
Inside the bedroom
Is our brief moment of bliss
All want is travel to a remote place
On my way htere,I never look back
Only once in a while,I look up at the
clouds above
A remote place where there are on strangers
no comprommise
Where there`s just myself
It`s where it`s called a remote place...