Three things I want to give you
My worn out diary
I want to tell you even the littlest stories
Three things I want to give you
A train ticket to the ocean
I want to shyly give you a birthday first kiss

Lean on my shoulder, in my arms
How hurt have you been baby?
Just think that it was all practice
I want to be your last stop when you get off
From what I can see, in your tightly shut heart
What you need is trust
I’ll give it to you, just watch over me
I’m really different from the other guys you’ve dated
My love

Three things I want to give you
My worn out diary
I want to tell you even the littlest stories
Three things I want to give you
A train ticket to the ocean
I want to shyly give you a birthday first kiss

Reality is different from what I’ve dreamed of
Romance is an extravagance and people only look at your outer image
And judge everything about you
They turn away from the sincerity that is deep in your heart
But show me your real world that you’ve hidden away
Your true colors that you’ve covered up
You’re like an abstract painting, I want to keep staring at you
Now I think I know the meaning of the masterpiece that is you, baby

Hold my cold hands
Hug me for a little longer
You gave me wings
Three things I wanna give you
Is a dream that I want to share with you for the first and last time

Three things I want to give you
My worn out diary
I want to tell you even the littlest stories
Three things I want to give you
A train ticket to the ocean
I want to shyly give you a birthday first kiss