Three years are never too long When we talk about life But when talking 'bout you and me It's enough to stab me like a knife Do we still remember each other's voice We're born so close but so wordless Should i rejoice If i had the choice I'd rather choose a sister If i had the choice I'd rather you're a stranger We might love each other But it's hidden in our mind In fact the whole bunch of us are used to keeping our feelings behind See you once a day in your stuffy room Meet you twice a week in our windy airy home Now you're back but i've left this home that we shared We still meet each other just because of a mother that we share