Cashew Fruit Fragrance

 It's a bad monday night

I'm listening on radio at 88.2 fm
It's remind me of you, bringing back memories
Of your voice at the moment, of your laugh makes an impression
You say "hello" to me, and i say "yes it's me"
We talk each other, small talk
Through radio wave we connected
At the same frequent we feels

I cherish the memories
When you talking sweetly
Or your cashew fruit fragrance
And you complaining a french fries

Cherry i miss you
Oh no, i really miss you this time
I wish we could
Go together around the city

Even it was at the midnight
Or even on a rainy day