You see, the girl who let her short locks flap about…
Somehow, I’ve got her on my mind pretty bad
Amid this wind, with its snappy upbeat
Sand’s gotten in my mouth now
The wind rushes through
Quietly lapping at a footpath everyone will forget
When I passed that unfamiliar girl on my bike
At that moment…
To that girl who made the wind rush, I sent a somewhat hot gaze
To those movements that made my heart race…
To that girl who made the wind rush, I sent a somewhat hot gaze
To this season that made my heart race…
If I’m swept away along with it…
You see, the girl who let her short locks flap about…
Her hair, it’s nearly flown into her mouth
Amid this wind, with its quiet downbeat
The moment’s got me all tangled up now
That girl who made me rush along the footpaths. She was probably… the wind
Those movements that made my heart race. They were probably… the wind
To that girl who made the wind rush, I sent a somewhat hot gaze
To those movements that made my heart race…
To that girl who made the wind rush, I sent a somewhat hot gaze
To this season that made my heart race…
If I’m swept away along with it…