Sleet is mixed in the rain
Eventually it became pure white snow
Our skins were layered and warmed up
A trace of hugging for a moment like eternity
I can’t go back anymore
I couldn’t over the freezing night by myself
After knowing your warmth
A hand that loses sight as soon as it is released
The question I asked was soaked in the snow
You just smile like you’re in trouble
I can’t get rid of the stung icicle from my heart
It ’s very normal in you.
It is the remnants of loneliness that hurt me
It’s insane that I couldn’t forgive our difference
It ’s not the same, so I can touch her.
I’m a big idiot
Stacked under the dripping drops
The loneliness that cannot be myself
In a similar shape that I want without getting tired
I said “the shape’s for us, you have to understand”
Icicles that are too heavy to hang
Pour down one by one
I can’t be you and you can’t be me
Freeze our relation, if you leave me alone
I can’t get rid of the stung icicle from my heart
It ’s very normal in you.
It was the remnants of the two that were hurt
It’s insane that I couldn’t forgive our difference
Sorry, oh…
I can’t get rid of the stabbed icicle.
The slight warmth that remained was transmitted through the thorns
I’m a big idiot