Golden rays on boutique-lined streets
Mirrors reflect the shades I seek
A palette waiting in neon lights
Seoul’s colors call, soft and bright
Window to window, I wander through
Trying on tones that feel like "me" and "you"
Strange, yet fitting—each bold design
You snap a photo, our styles align
Pink shirts, my Seoul display
A flash of fire in a crowded café
From Myeongdong to hidden lanes
I find my hues in color’s name
Pink shirts, this day’s my own—
Shopping for shades I’ve never known
Highlight falls on Hongdae
Shadows blend with fashion’s thrill
On racks of dreams, I find a spark
Seoul becomes my color mark
Highlight falls on Hongdae
Shadows blend with fashion’s thrill
On racks of dreams, I find a spark
Seoul becomes my color mark
Beneath the signs and crosswalk glow
I mix and match the tones I know
With you beside me, bold and free
Every shade feels more like me
Lavender blazer, crisp and clean
A touch of cool in the urban scene
Through mirror walls and fitting rooms
I bloom inside these stylish blooms
Lavender blazer, mine alone—
A color I’ve claimed, a truth I've known
In Insadong soft royal gold
Or Myeongdong’s pinks, both bright and bold
Each shade I try, each tone I see
A mirror to the heart in me
Peach sunglasses, dreamy trace
I see the world through warmer grace
Seoul’s boutique of soul and skin
Where my reflection finds a grin
Peach sunglasses, I’ve found my hue—
Seoul, I shine because of you