You Are My Muse
If I could meet you again, then for sureI would not let go... you are my muse
Ignoring the signals, I fly down the road... memories reflected in the rearview mirrorThe time when I didn't know what was the truth and what might be a lie
I finally understood the meaning of lonelinessYou are what is missing
Why is it that guys, more than girls,Keep adoring their first love?Even if you laugh that pure-heartedness dosen't suit meI will still smile... you are my muse
The luxury of the young is being allowed to dream too much, without fearThe days when I didn't notice what was important and what was selfishThe flower you ignore will wither one dayWithout even hearing a goodbye
Like pulling on a thin string, I held youI can't forget my first loveEven if i'm happy with someone else now...You are a faint dream
I can't break it... my own youth - the song that played over the radio then is now an overflowing sadnessYou were always strong-willed, but now seem to show tears
Why is it that guys, more than girls,Keep adoring their first love?Even if you laugh that pure-heartedness dosen't suit meI will still smile... you are my muse