Lyricist: per se   Composer: per se

編曲:per se
監製:謝國維 / Stephen Mok@per se

when I grow old
I would change
all the things
that made you cry

and if I go wrong
I'd repent
start again
in this new life

do we still belong
to the summer songs?
when the morning comes
what would I become?

feel like I'm gone
unaware
unprepared
for the end times

do we still belong
to the summer songs?
when the morning comes
what would I become?

it seems it's been too long (day by day)
with everyday that's gone (time goes on)
the petals start to fall (on our way)
from the trees to life
the seasons start to burn (innocence)
so tell me how to hold on (who can say)
when petals start to fall (we'll fade away)
through the streams of life
as we slowly move on

when I grow old
I would change
all the things
that made you cry

so we slowly move on (day by day)
with everyday that's gone (time goes on)
the petals start to fall (on our way)
from the trees to life
the seasons start to burn (innocence)
so tell me how to hold on (who can say)
when petals start to fall (we'll fade away)
through the streams of life
as we slowly move on

Petals

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Lyricist: per se   Composer: per se

編曲:per se
監製:謝國維 / Stephen Mok@per se

when I grow old
I would change
all the things
that made you cry

and if I go wrong
I'd repent
start again
in this new life

do we still belong
to the summer songs?
when the morning comes
what would I become?

feel like I'm gone
unaware
unprepared
for the end times

do we still belong
to the summer songs?
when the morning comes
what would I become?

it seems it's been too long (day by day)
with everyday that's gone (time goes on)
the petals start to fall (on our way)
from the trees to life
the seasons start to burn (innocence)
so tell me how to hold on (who can say)
when petals start to fall (we'll fade away)
through the streams of life
as we slowly move on

when I grow old
I would change
all the things
that made you cry

so we slowly move on (day by day)
with everyday that's gone (time goes on)
the petals start to fall (on our way)
from the trees to life
the seasons start to burn (innocence)
so tell me how to hold on (who can say)
when petals start to fall (we'll fade away)
through the streams of life
as we slowly move on