In a place where no one seems to be around, we could raise something like this love;
That’s the texture I’ll give you.

There are many ways to live through this era of sadness,
Like giving birth to a love with no comparison.

In the time it takes to gather all the love scattered about,
There’s no need for you to wrap me around your finger.

Down is carried along the wind as the people flow on by,
And when I look behind me, you’re no longer there.

Love, no matter where, is a feeling that doesn’t go away:
Longing for and cherishing,
Forgiving one another; things that can’t be seen,
And the powerful feeling of trying to see them.

I’m probably just imagining it, and I feel like I might give up soon,
Even though not everything is a loss.

I don’t want things to stay like this, but I don’t have any ideas;
I can’t take losing every time.

In the time it takes to gather all the love scattered about,
There’s no need for you to wrap me around your finger.

The concerns just don’t end, but the more they go on,
The more I understand everything about you.