Passing by each other, in the end, is a trick of fate everything has been plotted out beforehand Thinking that way would help relieve my sadness but I'm not that strong Each and every of the answers I came up with has a sacrifice along with it Taking away from me the courage to put one step forward
The song I dedicated to you that one day is now but a sad song of love Let the wind blow it away to that summer day when we first met
Chance meetings, in the end, are a trick of fate everything has been plotted out beforehand If I could conveniently think that way will I stop feeling lonely? Each and every of the answers I came up with has a contradiction along with it Wiping out the road leading to the other side
The song I dedicated to you that one day is now but a sad song of love Let the wind blow it away to that summer day when we first met
If both my past and my future vanish will I be able to soar freely? If I can erase just one emotion will I feel better if I erase my feeling of \"love\"?
Your ears, your eyes, your heart everything you've heard, seen, and felt with them If I can know them all one day will I be able to love you better next time?