A child is crying Leaning at the edge of a wall, silently drenching the floor How much did the child cry If the tears spread and flowed to my feet? Painful painful sadness sadness Your heart is not all that simple Poor thing, feeble one, you are pretty
The momentary breakup becomes a memory The fluttering feelings of memories pull me through I feel so fine Find the preciousness that changed into familiarity The unchanging us Come to me, will you come to me?