We make our way from the boulevard to the bar You serenade to the radio in your high school car And your eyes change with the green of your outfit So you tried on my blue winter jacket At the studio, the music grows as you play You say Tokyo looks the prettiest at the end of May And I learn all the words to your daydreams Like I'm trying to sing karaoke
Ba-ba-ba, da-da-da-da Ba-ba-ba, da-da-da
The silver smoke still ricochets off your lips I breathe you in, but then cough too hard that I almost slip And we both nearly fell on the pavement But we laughed our way to your apartment The people sleep across the street in their bedroom Suddenly, you look at me and my heart just bloomed Have I known you for years or for hours? 'Cause your snow starts to seem like Sun showers
