The song that she’s singing
Each line sounds like a monologue

The song that he’s singing
Sounds like a story he wants to tell someone

Tears come, old memories come back to life
The stained times endlessly rolling

As much as the regret of losing you
I’m shouting even louder for this song
In this small space

Do you know?
I’m calling out to you

I love you, there’s nothing more to it
Words I should have told you on that day

Tears come, old memories come back to life
The stained times endlessly rolling

As much as the regret of losing you
I’m shouting even louder for this song
In this small space

Under the empty lights
We’re saying the confession that we’ll never hear
It hurts

The fact that we broke up
Becomes just an ordinary fact
It hurts so much that I cry

You’re passing me by
Flowing by like the lyrics on the screen
Leaving me behind for being a bit late

Only the voice that keeps trembling
Only the sound of tears that eventually burst
In this small space

Do you know?
I’m calling out to you

If it was gonna end like this…