I bought an orange mug
I used to use the one 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
I've still been chasing his wide back
One day I see him of crying
I swear that I'll be a man who can give more love
How many scratches will it get?
I'll fix it even if its handle is broken
Always tells me that Im OK, I'm OK
How many times will it tell me that
I can be strong ‘Cause I feel him in my blood?
so i'm 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 looking my eyes
"Let's 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
I'll fix it even if its handle is broken
Always tells me that Im OK, I'm OK
How many times will it tell me that
I can be strong ‘Cause I feel them in my blood?
so i'm OK, Im OK
