Why is it so hard? You’re filled with mystery I used to be chic but feels like I’ve become a different person (Seems like I’ll catch you) seems like I’ll lose you (lose you) or catch you, a mysterious irony (Push) then pull (turn it around) catch it tight, there’s no time, come on now
I slowly move my feet, I want to go a bit closer to you I secretly put my hand out I revolve around you every day, a Europa that only looks at you My heart, that has been growing little by little, has spoken It’s time to go to you now
Just like a mediocre drama that you know what lines are coming I know what you’re going to say to me today It’s a predictable and typical story The talks we had all night, your affectionate eyes Even your clumsy confession, they all hide like a shy diary entry In our own land of the […]
In the bus, at the last row that you like I lean my head against the window, steaming it up with my breath Locked in thoughts of you You, who used to lean on my rocking shoulders as you whispered I saw you, who was happier than anyone else Because I miss you so much
On the day when the wind was blowing On the day when the season was warm The image of me resting in your arms Is still there To the days we used to love to the point of tears To the days we used to be happy Can’t I go back? Though it hurts, though […]