You
Your face ismore beautiful when you're sad.I couldn't say even one word,When I noticed, you had brimmed over with tears.That must have hurt much morethan I thought. I'm tired.I'm sorry that I didn't notice.
The spring wind rolls by, it draws a far off dream.The break in the summer clouds disappeared.The autumn sky is painful, the winter sea is coldThe more I fall into a trance the more time passes.
Many eventshave slipped by.And you, here, now,I'm proud of you, always.People are not memoriesthat you can put into words. They liveholding onto their feelings.
Sometimes you take only the roundabout way and get tired.But the place I finally get tois just by your side, and my heart is healed.I want to be that kind of support someday.
The spring wind rolls by, it draws a far off dream.The break in the summer clouds disappeared.The autumn sky is painful, the winter sea is coldThe more I fall into a trance the more time passes.