For my dear...
Maybe I'm singing this song becauseI can't say the words I want to say the most.
The happiness I've dreamed ofis best before it's realized becauseIf I finally achieve it, I'll be attackedby my fear of losing it.
So people aren't simple enoughto satisfy me.
Everyone has their wounds,but sometimes kindnesssoaks in. It hurts a lot;so much that they being to cry.
I'm healed by my loneliness.I don't want to be alone,I have you, soI want to sleep peacefully.
Maybe because someday I'll be able to saythe words I want to, I sing on and on.
Maybe I've come to like this person becauseI can't hear the words I want to hear the most.
Maybe because someday I'll be able to saythe words I want to, I sing on and on.
Maybe I've come to like this person becauseI can't hear the words I want to hear the most.