--------------------------------------------- Because you said that you were leaving I told you to leave, Because it was just something you said at least once.
To my reflection I keep saying that you're going to come and that I know it all. Already I've folded all ten of my fingers and I try to put another day on them.
I can't see. I have yet to hold onto one of my loves and with fumbling hands I looked for your picture
My eyes keep getting farther away and I pour out my tears for awhile and A severe bruise forms in my heart.
Because you said to forget you, I told you I couldn't. Because I felt that I'd meet you at least once throughout my life.
Before I know it with a worn out voice I call out that I'm crying and that I'm hurting. (at a road where you're walking) I stop (at the place that we broke up) Even if I wipe away my tears
I can't see. I have yet to hold onto one of my loves and with fumbling hands I look for your picture
My eyes keep getting farther away And I pour out my tears for awhile and A severe bruise forms in my heart.
And I become weary from running into love.
If you, who has covered me with scars that you have carved deeply and have left without a word, Feel that I'm pitiful, than would you love me again?
I put my makeup on and take if off, I take my clothes out and even if I wear them, no matter what I do I must not be able to remember anything.
I look for my smiling apperance that even heard the worlds I love you, Because I have to be the same when you come back but I can't remember even just a bit of it...