MOS in Meguro

Temperature droped fithteen degrees between days and an early autumn illusion tricked me on the road. With my beloved tee shirt, in shorts, I was shivering at the corner of Meguro when I was waiting for the signal.

This song came from my sony player.

A grey and cool Sunday, nothing is better than sitting next to the window in MOS, looking at the trains passing underneath , palms to palms, searching for the star in a pair of black-pearl eyes.

A poetic moment in this song.

One night, let's wait at MOS in Meguro.

命運就地改寫只因你我當天那一眼　　
靜靜互望啞口無言　原來邂逅太簡單
大地就像一黑　只得你那身影最顯眼
月下漫步東京同遊遺忘晚上變得越來越冷

坐下在目黑區深宵那個摩斯漢堡店　　
默默用著雙手談情　然而漢字會一點
又是互望開始分手作結的戀愛短篇
但特別在這幾年來時時暗地記起亦紅著臉

情願我　能做你眼中那顆星星