My Socks Are Wet

Reading cards by the river
We sit in our skirts
(in our skirts)
A memory like that vanishes never
Like the stain of coffee on my shirt
(on my shirt)

A magical atmosphere
Like a poem
Not to see, only to feel
And the best is
That it's real
That I heal

Now my socks are wet
The best feeling I had
Since last winter
Now my socks are wet
But my eyes
Aren't
(my eyes aren't)

Now my socks are wet
The best feeling I had
Since last winter
Now my socks are wet
But my eyes
Aren't

We float over the water
In our little boat
It held so many bags
Just as memories
In our heads

The bread from the bakery
Down the corner by the bridge
Warm in our hands
As warm as it is now in my chest

Now my socks are wet
The best feeling I had
Since last winter
Now my socks are wet
But my eyes
Aren't
(my eyes aren't)

Now my socks are wet
The best feeling I had
Since last winter
Now my socks are wet
But my eyes
Aren't