the street lamps on the street light up one by one
when a day comes to an end over the blackish red sunset
everything feels like a dream
wonder what myself reflected in the mirror is trying to find
even if I try to say something, even if I try to remember it
only vacant eyes meet mine
you who I miss so much, with a beautiful image
as if nothing happened
after leaving to a far away place that I do not know
sad memories of love scatter soundlessly
now even your image, even the love we shared
are getting forgotten in the slow time
you who I miss so much, with a beautiful image
as if nothing happened
after leaving to a far away place that I do not know
sad memories of love scatter soundlessly
now even your image, even the love we shared
are getting forgotten in the slow time
are getting forgotten in the slow time