That one, you know, just like
The main character on a romance comic cover
With a fresh soap scent instead of perfume
That person keeps me wanting to know, wanna know
Instead of SNS or DMs
Should I write a hand-penned letter?
Slowly soaking into your world
Somehow peculiar, romantic, with you
Feels like I’m in an analog drama, oh
In a faded film
Let’s imprint you and me so beautifully
Feel like falling in 1997
This romantic vibe feels so fine
I want to like you longer, you’re my only
Yeah, somehow everything’s becoming alike
Oh, you and me
In the back seat of the local bus
Sharing earphones with you
My favorite track, I hit play softly
Listen closely to the lyrics
Should I record my heart on a tape
And send it your way?
In your own style
(Yeah, I hope you like)
In that diary of yours
Tucked inside, I hope I’m the one in the photo
Somehow peculiar, romantic, with you
Feels like I’m in an analog drama, oh
In a faded film
Let’s imprint you and me so beautifully
Feel like falling in 1997
This romantic vibe feels so fine
I want to like you longer, you’re my only
Yeah, somehow everything’s becoming alike
Oh, you and me
After calling late at night
All night, all night, I want to sing to you
The old song you hummed all day
That song, you know
Those dark eyes, the innocence inside (Woah, woah)
Your plain words, your pure smile, oh (Ooh, woah)
All night, I’ll fill the paper
Writing my heart down endlessly
Feel like falling in 1997
This romantic vibe feels so fine
I want to like you longer, you’re my only
Yeah, somehow everything’s becoming alike
Oh, you and me
’97, mm