Sound cruising, nowhere to go As far as I can where that railway leads me Night cruising, this city Feeling the vague breeze, walking on Skyscraper at midnight, brand new scenery Rainy weather on and off Between the two of us walking beside each other I'm probably an unwanted stranger Making me anxious it must be one of your strategies Geometric dress Overlapping your unsolvable thoughts Our conversations are off the marks But I'll never forget the moon reflecting off your eyes The final bell rings, I wanna keep my eyes on you Wave my hand goodbye daydreaming Good news is bad news Good news is bad news I wanna keep my hands on you, tired of sucking it up But I just wait for our next rendezvous Good news is bad news Good news is bad news