Two years ago, we were strangers, If I’d been late, you’d have walked right past. You don’t call me "Bro," flipping through every volume, Searching for the book titled "What are we to each other?" You'll forget about eyeliner, won’t put your makeup on, Squirrels of love fluttering in your mind. And school doesn’t matter to you anymore, You’re puzzling over, "How can I forget you?" Back to reality, again, Finding a reason to meet. But in dreams, you'll want more Than a kiss under the crescent moon. I’ll set your pictures as my wallpaper, Photos in my phone, So you're always right by my side, Even if it suddenly dies. Baby, you don’t call me, I won’t forget, won’t forget you. I’ll set your pictures as my wallpaper, Photos in my phone, So you're always right by my side, Even if it suddenly dies. Baby, you don’t call me, I won’t forget, won’t forget you. I'll write again and delete all SMS, yes, I love you—oh, imagined it, what a fool, yes. My immunity works, but not with you, And my heart, like an ATM: insert a card named "Love." I knew thoughts of me ventured into your mind, That your scent on my jacket would leave a mark in my heart. Consciously, we seek reasons to meet in dreams, To share a kiss beneath the crescent moon. I’ll set your pictures as my wallpaper, Photos in my phone, So you're always right by my side, Even if it suddenly dies. Baby, you don’t call me, I won’t forget, won’t forget you. I’ll set your pictures as my wallpaper, Photos in my phone, So you're always right by my side, Even if it suddenly dies. Baby, you don’t call me, I won’t forget, won’t forget you.