The world in the rearview mirror More and more distant goodbyes Your face is still beautiful when you turn to your back I followed you with my eyes and heard your tears Wandering outside the car window is a missed opportunity You stand in the middle of tears with me The street view keeps receding Your breakdown is scattered outside the window I left all the way north, with your season You said you were too tired to fall in love with anyone The wind blows on the mountain road The past pictures are all my fault Count how many times I hurt you The world in the rearview mirror is getting farther and farther away Your face is still beautiful when you turn to your back I followed you with my eyes and heard your tears Wandering outside the car window is a missed opportunity You stand in the middle of tears with me The street view keeps receding Your breakdown is scattered outside the window I left all the way north, with your season You said you were too tired to fall in love with anyone The wind blows on the mountain road The past pictures are all my fault Count how many times I hurt you I left all the way north, with your season The steering wheel revolves around my regret I accelerated beyond But I can't shake off the sadness that follows me closely Count how many times I hurt you

The world in the rearview mirror More and more distant goodbyes Your face is still beautiful when you turn to your back I followed you with my eyes and heard your tears Wandering outside the car window is a missed opportunity You stand in the middle of tears with me The street view keeps receding Your breakdown is scattered outside the window I left all the way north, with your season You said you were too tired to fall in love with anyone The wind blows on the mountain road The past pictures are all my fault Count how many times I hurt you The world in the rearview mirror is getting farther and farther away Your face is still beautiful when you turn to your back I followed you with my eyes and heard your tears Wandering outside the car window is a missed opportunity You stand in the middle of tears with me The street view keeps receding Your breakdown is scattered outside the window I left all the way north, with your season You said you were too tired to fall in love with anyone The wind blows on the mountain road The past pictures are all my fault Count how many times I hurt you I left all the way north, with your season The steering wheel revolves around my regret I accelerated beyond But I can't shake off the sadness that follows me closely Count how many times I hurt you