So I’m not moving, I’m not moving ~
Listening to this song all over again tonight.
I’m the man who can’t be moved ~
I’m not broke, i’m just broken hearted man ~
Yes. Eventually I admit it. The heart is just broken and freeze the move.
Suddenly the old memories are just flashing out, come into the empty room in it, reminds me something that aren’t just right in time. Again.
Going back to the corner where I first saw you ~