Withering out in the room next door
Is a pair of plates and forks
I've always admired the grand hotel
All by myself, I open the door
Alone in this spacious room
I realized it was too much for me
The wind blows as I open the window
And then I became a little sad
Sorrow and laughter too
They're both the same in this room
I'll pretend that I didn't know
And someone will definitely come for me
There were arrivals, there were departures
There were tears, there was laughter
There were troubles, there was hope
There was a beginning, there was an end
Each of them are inside my heart
Those memories that I carry in my arms
In the corner of this room again today
I'll reminsce to myself
Thousands of stories
This room must know of
Tomorrow, with an unsuspecting face
Someone will come for me
Sorrow and laughter too
They're both the same in this room
Tomrrow, with an unsuspecting face
Someone will come to pick me up
