The wounds on your hands
Never seem to heal
I thought all I needed was to believe

And I see you more than enough...
Why would one miss you so much?


Too fast?
Too slow?
Maybe the pace is just right.
I rather like how we're going right now.

Faulty logic? Perhaps. Going down there? Vice Versa?
The sweet boundries of age
No...
I like how we are.
I'll wait.
I keep my promises
A promise made when growing up together
It's so clear
I believe it since we made a pinky swear

Senseless years thunder by
Millions are willing to give their lives for You
Does nothing live on?

The dandelion next to the fence in primary school
It was a scenery that had flavour in my memory
Taking an afternoon nap, cicada noise comes from the playground
After how many years, it still sounds good.

Is that you on the bus?
Is that you on the train?
You wrote your number on my hand
And it came off in the rain


With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly but sure
If frown is shown then
I will know that you are no dreamer

So let me come to you
Close as I want to be
Close enough for me
To feel your heart beating fast
And stay there as I whisper

How I loved your peaceful eyes on me
did you ever know
That I had mine on you