“… still.” Beyond the glass
Your face seemed to resemble someone else
Until the first train, it’s too long
I don’t want to know until the last one
Untangle the entwined lines
I want to stay connected in ambiguity
The truth is, a little more, just a little more
Feels kind of nice
It’s not teasing
Unfortunately, it can’t be helped with this weather
The truth is, a little more, just a little more
Yeah, it feels good
“… again” Through the receiver
Your voice, heated, made it hard to sleep
Until next spring, it’s too long
I don’t want to know until the ending
Playing around, forming a circle
I want to stay connected in ambiguity
The truth is, a little more, just a little more
Feels kind of nice
It’s not pretending
Unfortunately, it seems it has to be you
The truth is, a little more, just a little more
Yeah, it feels good
Playing around, forming a circle
I want to stay connected in ambiguity
The truth is, a little more, just a little more
Feels kind of nice
It’s not pretending
Unfortunately, it seems it has to be you
The truth is, a little more, just a little more
Yeah, it feels good
Don’t look at me
With those eyes I’ve never seen before
Don’t ask me
“Why?”, anymore