Interlude

This rough feeling for a good view
There's singing on the rooftop

One soft feeling under darkness
For a second the singing stops
For a second the singing stops
For a second we smile

There's silence while the sun drops
I can help you down
Hands brush on a short walk
We don't make a sound
For a second out chests flutter
Must be the smell of the Summer

Two feet walking backwards
Two hands start to climb
There's singing on the rooftop
For a second everything's fine