Sentimentally phone calling you
You pick up and listen to words you won't hear
How are you doing, I'm doing great
This new country is stirring my needs
I'll pay you a visit soon but not for long
I promise to bring you a cute souvenir
This new country is like a happy song
I sing it to you when you've grown up
Cause I think of you more
Now when my profit gained so tall
Don't forget you're my beloved one
I send you some money colored with my thoughts
Tragically I'm a reckless man
Who only can see the feet on himself
It only took a month to forget where I stood
From there I went down to a bottom level
And I stayed there
With no bow
With no arrows
With no aim
I think of you more
I think of you more
I send you some pictures of a country
That never falls
My beloved one
Sentimentally phone calling you
Mothering actions have become my new thing
How are you feeling, I'm feeling good
This new country is definitely serving good meals
I think of you more
Now when my profit gained so tall
And don't forget you're my beloved one
I send you the rest I have left
Of my little heart
My little heart
My heart