I don’t know if it’s spring or fall
And if it’s winter, who cares?
You touch me all day to the point where it all melts away
The weather is so nice these days
Even if it’s not, so what?
Was the air in Seoul always this sweet?
Ooh~ Draw anything you like
I’ll be anything for you, colour me like a pastel crayon
Black or yellow, draw it for me
The fantasy in your heart that no one else has seen
Show it only to me, oh love
Sweet line, draw for me
Touch line, touch me
Each and every strand of my hair
Softly, sweet line, whisper to me
Feel line, make me bеautiful
Fill up my hands until they don’t hurt anymore
Ooh yeah
But do you rеally like me that much?
Please tell me the specific reason
Exactly which part of me possessed your heart?
Even if I ask you several times a day
Even if it’s annoying, answer me, love
Sweet line, draw for me
Touch line, touch me
Each and every strand of my hair
Softly, sweet line, whisper to me
Feel line, make me beautiful
Fill up my hands until they don’t hurt anymore
Ooh yeah
The crayon stains get on your hands
Keep going until your hands get sticky, like a child
Ooh~ Draw anything you like
I’ll be anything for you, colour me like a pastel crayon
Black or yellow, draw it for me
Sweet line, draw for me
Touch line, touch me
Each and every strand of my hair
Softly, sweet line, whisper to me
Feel line, make me beautiful
Fill up my hands until they don’t hurt anymore