The birds singing in the fresh morning at six a.m.,
they're not happier than I am.
I'm feeling that way again,
that way I couldn't explain.
I made two sad eyes become a smile,
I made it for a while.
I don't know how long it'll last,
I don't care if everything was fast...
There was a kiss,
and now there's a boy I miss,
and birds singing,
and the wind blowing,
and sun rising...
And he said he could listen to my heart beating.