The Image of You (Remains In My Memory)

Closing my eyes to the night wind blowing
Slowly letting go of the scattered hair
At the sound of rustling clothes
I remember the time we held hands

Oh, in the same park, on that street, we walk in step
Let's walk this street again in the same season
Oh, the promise I put in my worn-out wallet
The smile like a spring breeze, that day is vivid

The image of you that remains in my memory
Consistently comes to me like a page of an old book
Messing up my neatly folded heart
I call out to you to come back

Unaware of how much time has passed
Unaware of how many times the seasons have changed
On the way back home, I couldn't hold back anymore
I held onto the phone all night

The image of you that remains in my memory
Consistently comes to me like a page of an old book
Messing up my neatly folded heart
I call out to you to come back

La la la la la, la la la-la
Your eyes make me excited
The love song we childishly confessed to each other
Still reaches me

The image of you that remains in my memory
Consistently comes to me like a page of an old book
Messing up my neatly folded heart
I call out to you to come back