forecast

Now, what I see will appear Now, baby girl, come and sit over here

I promise, baby girl, won't get stuck in your gears

Of course, baby girl, I will wipe away your tears

But not for too much longer Soon this will pass, but I hope it'll make us stronger

Looking at the past, and now I start to ponder Most of this won't last, but we draw it out longer

But still, we will try to make it work Giving my all, so you could never hurt

Wondering if I really satisfy Does she really love me? Why

So what's on the forecast?

Whatever it is, it will not last

Let's just wait for the storm to pass