Don’t you remember...?

The day I remember what I’ve done for you...
"You"...?
Well it was for you and me
I really wonder why I was so inspired that I could write these letters for you
The answer is...
The word is...

It’s you...
It’s you...

Well it feels some kinda magic
When I say...

It’s you
It’s you...

I try to recall them all
But my memory wouldn’t work enough
My mind is full of the heat
And the letters slipps out of me

I wish you feel the heat
Just like me
I wish you feel the heat
Just like me
I wish you feel the heat
Just like me

And say good-night
My little girl...