In strange clothes
You have just left this room
You dressed your hair
But didn't touch anything on the table

Only the things which don't make you sad
Should fill your world

And I get lost

The limousine in which we played
It has gone
I can't be gentle because of your hands
And can't forget you
I keep thinking of you

Soon I will come to the highway in the rain
What will your eyes reflect in this shining season?

And I get lost
This room is filled with the smiles
Which once you showed me
Why did you mist the windows?

It must be alright
Because you chose it
Because you decided it

And I get lost

In strange clothes
You have just left this room