The rain falls on my windows and a calmness runs through my soul. When the rain falls, oh the rain falls, I don’t to be alone. I wish that I could Photoshop all our bad memories, cause the flashbacks, oh the flashbacks won’t leave me alone…
Only in this moment when my heart remains beside you. Only in this moment will my passions stay alive… Lost in love’s embraces where our memories lie…
The continuous time is only passing, and loneliness is just freedom. The past and future will never disappear. Someday, just like waves of the ocean, all the perplexion about coincidences, the swaying heart, and the gripped hands, will certainly be crushed into nothingness…
And you’re the place my life begins, and you’ll be where it ends, I’m flying without wings. And that’s the joy you bring, I’m flying without wings.
There were days filled with only hesitation, worries and resentment, but you were there for me, and your laughter’s were incredibly warm. We’ve come this far right? With our hands gripped tightly together, even the time that we have spent together…. somehow, suddenly we’re already too embarrassed…
I want to embrace you tightly, warm so you won’t freeze. If you wish strongly and kindly, you can close the distance between your heart and that dream…
Even though I couldn’t even say ‘Good-bye’, I am still going to leave today. I wonder if I might be able to meet someone wonderful again?… Living whimsically and freely, I am a stray cat…
Don’t lose, and don’t cry now. When you feel like you’re disappearing, just follow your own voice. Even though there are nights where the future me will be hurt and can’t fall asleep, I am living in the bittersweet present…
In the overlapped core of our hearts, there exists joy and sadness, warmth and hatred. The days of our chance encounters and shared experiences burns in my heart, strongly and truly…
I wanna know, I wanna know… Baby, what are the things that give you pain?… But I’ll never know, I’ll never know… I can’t ask, so instead, I’ll stay by your side…
And you asked me what I want this year, and I tried to make this kind and clear. Just the chance that maybe we’ll find better days… Cause I don’t need boxes wrapped in string. The desire to love and empty things. Just the chance that maybe we’ll find better days…
