I want to write a song for my Mum,
But I cannot forgive her faults,

I want to write a song for my Dad
But I’m afraid time is too short

I want to write a song for my lovers
But I am afraid I’ll run out of ink

I want to write a song for my story
But I forgot the shape of the romance

I want to write a song for my cats,
But I cannot always sing, “Oh, they’re still asleep”

I want to write a song for my Mum
But I cannot forgive her faults,

I want to write a song for my Dad
But I’m afraid time is too short

I want to write a song for my lovers
But I am afraid I’ll run out of ink

I want to write a song for my story
But I forgot the shape of the romance
 I forgot the shape of the romance

 I forgot the shape of the romance