My heart is beating hard, and my wish stained by my sighs.
Just merely staring at you makes me feverish
and become timid. Is "love" a "spot the difference" game?
I want to have your unskillful gentleness
all to myself so much, that even my tears are running dry.
Believing in my rapidly overflowing feelings,
I wish to become special someday. You'll accept me with all your heart, right?
The multicolored dancing melodies of my heart
resound to you. Embrace these lovely days.
I'd feel pain whenever I laugh out hysterically.
Since when have I been searching for my true self?
It's not a lie...
Tears and smiles are just the same. They burn into your memory.
Is there really an answer?
Beyond the tail wind, I wish to find you before you can find me.
I want to see you right now. Don't misguide me with your yawn.
The tips of our connected memories are having a fight.
Our two seemingly different hearts are in a complex form of "love".
I want to gaze at you.
Believing in my rapidly overflowing feelings,
I wish to become special someday. You'll accept me with all your heart, right?
The multicolored dancing melodies of my heart
resound to you, through these lovely days.
Beyond the tail wind, I wish to find you before you can find me.
I want to see you right now. Don't misguide me with your yawn.
The tips of our connected memories are having a fight.
Our two seemingly different hearts are in a complex form of "love".