I bought an orange mug
I used to use the one that looked similar , remember ?
It reminds me of the days when a child
It looks just monochrome but colorful for me
I said
" Piggyback ! Piggyback ride ! "
to father on the road
Ive still been chasing his wide back
One day I saw him crying
I swear that Ill be a man who can give more love
How many scratches will it get ?
Ill fix it even if its handle is broken
Always tells me that Im OK , Im OK
How many times will it tell me that
I can be strong ` Cause I feel him in my blood ?
so Im OK , Im OK
Hey Mother I remember
Hot milk tea in the midnight of December
So sweet ` Cause of the sugar and your love
I wanna hold the hot orange mug forever
" What is bad is bad , bad is bad , boy "
Sometimes taught me
Unreasonable , too young
And she held my hand and looked in my eyes
" Lets go home ` Cause your dad is waiting for you "
with a warm smile
Under the moon
Gentle wind
Writing this for you
Scratches it will get
Ill fix it even if its handle is broken
Always tells me that Im OK , Im OK
How many times will it tell me that
I can be strong ` Cause I feel them in my blood
so Im OK , Im OK
I used to use the one that looked similar , remember ?
It reminds me of the days when a child
It looks just monochrome but colorful for me
I said
" Piggyback ! Piggyback ride ! "
to father on the road
Ive still been chasing his wide back
One day I saw him crying
I swear that Ill be a man who can give more love
How many scratches will it get ?
Ill fix it even if its handle is broken
Always tells me that Im OK , Im OK
How many times will it tell me that
I can be strong ` Cause I feel him in my blood ?
so Im OK , Im OK
Hey Mother I remember
Hot milk tea in the midnight of December
So sweet ` Cause of the sugar and your love
I wanna hold the hot orange mug forever
" What is bad is bad , bad is bad , boy "
Sometimes taught me
Unreasonable , too young
And she held my hand and looked in my eyes
" Lets go home ` Cause your dad is waiting for you "
with a warm smile
Under the moon
Gentle wind
Writing this for you
Scratches it will get
Ill fix it even if its handle is broken
Always tells me that Im OK , Im OK
How many times will it tell me that
I can be strong ` Cause I feel them in my blood
so Im OK , Im OK
