Mr. Lin is brave
He is chasing me
He sends me present with love
Then I give it back to him

Next morning by my door I see
A package with the same present yesterday
I give it back to him
It starts to bother me

Why does he do so much for me?
I could never be with him
If a love starts without feeling
How could it be everlasting

At night I hear a sound or something
I go downstairs and take a look
At the doorway
I see the present of Mr. Lin