It is a song of a love lost and cannot be found.
I come back to this harbour.
I have no reason to stay.
My heart rides on an old boat, searching for the lost sand bar.
The boat flows with tides along with time.
I open my arms, trying to catch and hug those ups and downs.
After all, what I miss so much is yours eyes when you were looking at me.
I don’t really need you come back.
But when I look at the sea alone
and I turn back and find you’re not there,
it leaves me wandering around.
I don’t really need you come back.
But when I open my book of memories,
Apart from you, it is blank.
Who else could come to teach me how to love?
I come back to this dead end.
I want to go forward.
But the more I see the open sky,
the more I regret not being able to share with you the touching feeling.
I don’t really need you come back.
But when I look at the sea alone,
that consumed person is not me…
not the one that you wanted to see.
I don’t really need you come back.
But when I go alone into the crowd,
Apart from the support you gave me,
who else could make me brave?