Oh, the railway gate was still down, so I lined up next to you.
The wind picked up and the air smelled green.
Oh, the feeling I had, crouched like a porcupine in the bottom of my purse
Wants to get out in the open. Please, just stay quiet for now…
A train passed
And time was suddenly tranquil—
It was just the two of us in this world.
“Hey, let’s exchange notes.”
I want to tell you… No, I shouldn’t. It still isn’t the right time.
I want to tell you… that my heart is wavering to and fro.
I want to tell you… it wouldn’t be weird to at least say “Good morning”, right?
I want to tell you… that I’m right here.
Ah, the railway gate was still down, so I lined up next to you.
I unintentionally gripped the key inside my pocket.
I gazed at the side of your face, from far across the classroom.
When your long hair fell out of place, the first rays of summer shined through.
This red sound amplifies,
Before it’s blown away in an instant.
It was just the two of us in this world.
“Hey, let’s exchange notes.”
I want to tell you… No, I shouldn’t…… Oh, God, it’s still too early.
I want to tell you… that I have this urge, ever so faint.
I want to tell you… it wouldn’t be weird to at least say “Good morning”!
I want to tell you… that I’m right here.
When the gate rises, everything proceeds as usual:
Waves of people begin to flow, as if hurrying us along.
We spend each day worrying about things that don’t matter,
So I at least want to be honest about things that do.
“Hey, let’s exchange notes.”
I want to tell you… No, I shouldn’t. But no, I don’t want to give up yet!
I want to tell you… that my heart is wavering to and fro.
I want to tell you… it wouldn’t be weird to just say “Good morning”, would it?
I want to tell you… that I’m here—that I’m here too.
“Hey… good morning!”