Good bye
Speaking formally would be more comfortable now
The language that we only spoke, those secret stories…
Now we’re just someone we know

I will remember
Whenever I hear the three characters of your name
Even if the wind doesn’t blow, like a crashing wave
I will hear news about you

Like snow falling on a December day
Tears fall several times in life
Then will someone tell me?
That it’s okay to cry?

When you said things would just get harder if we try
Maybe you already knew of today and told me
The more I try to forget you, the more I think of you

When the unavoidable wind blows on my body
I actually want to get used to it

Like a spring day that comes in April
Your frozen name will melt too
Until then, will you tell me?
That it’s okay to cry?

I’ll remember everything so you can forget it all
So you won’t have a heavy heart and hate me

Like snow falling on a December day
Tears fall several times in life
Then will someone tell me?
That it’s okay to cry?