Thank you, goodbye, hello Will I see you again tomorrow? I will, right?
I thought I might
Congratulations, I’m happy Taking in sadness and happiness equally
And being able to confirm them with each other
What color do you like? What kind of people do you like?
Where are you under this sky and what are you thinking of
Let me confess –though I’m still clumsy
I want to be true to this stirring in my heart
Do I want too much? I want everything your glistening
Eyes see, all to myself
I’m sorry, that’s not enough Good evening, once again
Sadness, fragility, if we could share in them
What kind of flowers do you like? Which songs do you like?
What will we leave behind in these days we take for granted?
Let me confess – the night we caused a commotion at midnight
Those city streets, I was reminded of those memories, those far-off voices
I decided to stop putting on a brave front
That gentle place of yours
I want to remain there until the future
No one’s perfect
Thinking about the clear wind that blows across the season of watercolors
Let me confess –though I’m still clumsy
I want to be true to this stirring in my heart
Do I want too much? I want everything your glistening
eyes see, all to myself