I wouldn't know.

Sorry, Perhaps.

I would love to be able to look you in the eye and say..."it was an accident" But was it?
Perhaps deep inside me, I wanted it.

It doesn't help that it felt nice either.
Bah...damn it.
Why...



Fold up the dreams into a paper airplane and send it as a letter
Because we can't wait for that meteor
Throwing the coin that decides fate seriously
Yet I don't know where I can go
In the corridor we stand as punishment and have our hands slapped
Yet we pay attention to the dragonfly by the window
Wherever I go you will follow very closely
Lots of dreams are waiting to done.

A promise made when growing up together
It's so sincere
The one time I can't stop chatting to you about...


Lots of Love.