Pouring freshly boiling water Into green leaves freshly plucked The sun's shining bright Through their thick false lashes And a clatter of the teacup Surrounded by some trees Echoing through a lazy afternoon Driving down a vein Running through thin leaves Waiting for the time The time it comes to an edge Puts a pressed leaf in a paperbag Staring down on the cover worn out Alone on a bench Looking for someone to talk The pigeons on the ground has flown off Will come back in the end of the day Going to stay here until then Like a deadwood Driving down a vein Crawling on a leaf Waiting for the time The time it turns out to love again ♪ Can't you hear these hearts beating in background? Do you hear the sounds? Driving down a vein Slowly down the river Waiting for the time Driving down a vein Running through thin leaves Waiting for the time The time it turns out to love again