i'm sitting quietly on the chair
to breathe the fresh morning air
with a mixed feeling
where you once gently touched my hair
it is a warm sunday morning
everything seems to be so boring
but for an old couple walking by
without you calling me darling
side by side are they passing by
with their little grandson looking into the sky
it is hard for the old couple to see clear
where some kites are flying high
most of people in the park are in cheer
to me everthing looks a little queer
without you sitting near
it is a sob of my soul that i can hear
plus: aaba, bbcb, ccdc, dddd