Be here...always... Be here...look... Be here...at me... Just like this, forever...
The "first time" you gave me seems like it's going to overflow in the palm of my hand. If my heart wavered alone, it seems like everyone would vanish.
On that day, you took hold of me even though, even though I'm so unreliable. But you still stretched out your arm and hand to me, just a little bit.
Be here...with that... Be here...gentle hand... Be here...of yours... And embrace me.
The path I always walk alone is too wide, and only makes me lonely. If we walked together, I'd be filled with happiness and that'd be just fine.
If you're smiling, I want to be smiling too. Yet...yet... It seems like I'm the only one who will disappear. Oh, wind... please gently tell him of my feelings towards him.