One, two... --- the cracks deepened on the chest.
The chaos, the hurts, the broken: once to twice after the start line.
Fine, you admit you were defeated by the god of mess,
but baby, don't you stare at the moon --- it won't be as bright as it used to shine.
millions of teardrops --- you've let them falling.
as they say, "don't deny your feeling, it's okay to feel blue"
now you look back, why you had to hear what they were saying?
Another yellow butterfly, from below he arised; they say to act nice --- you've done that too --- but your counts still ended in two.
two weeks, three and four --- what has that butterfly hopelessly waited for?
the graceful armor of yours might be vulnerable, but he doesn't know.
the heart of yours --- for a random creature, it wouldn't open its door.
How much more can you resist, girl? To you, he had bowed low.
Those eyes of yours glittered in confusion under the red moon.
so it doesn't shine as bright as before --- but isn't red better than white?
dangerous as it already is --- deep inside, you knew your resistance will break down soon
You jumped out of the ship, no armor, nothing --- think you won't drown as he might
Keep it easy, light and soft. Here laid your new friendship...
Those calls of protection, scored the ball for the first time; he won your trust.
Freedom; he could fly any second now --- he wasn't your toy to keep.
Into the basket, you ran fast; he fled faster --- everything turned into a rush.
You vowed not to count to three; he's the third you had to see.
Drop that phone calls, wouldn't you? You knew how it hurts 24/7
Face it, he wouldn't be exist in wherever you wanted him to be.
Check your equation: the results are odds, it got nothing to do with even.
Exactly fourteen years you have stood on the earth, have you felt this complete?
You laughed enough, you cried enough, you smiled enough; did you have him enough?
Hot and cold; you might have forgotten, your temperature made it clear for the heartbeat.
Same rate, two hearts combined into one; thought you didn't believe in this stuff?
Forever in difference; the story ends here --- the moon has not been red for long.
You could see how it ends, you are down low; you're a wreck.
65 days in complete, 369 days feeling wrong.
More than a year, baby, why won't you double check?
He is better on his own, his words and wings are his to disowned.
Why you keep the memories still, fool girl? Forever had its ending there.
Destiny won't changed the result, hold your breath and count; In a second you both will have grown.
One day, under the strawberry moon, forever will only be another story soon to share.
The chaos, the hurts, the broken: once to twice after the start line.
Fine, you admit you were defeated by the god of mess,
but baby, don't you stare at the moon --- it won't be as bright as it used to shine.
millions of teardrops --- you've let them falling.
as they say, "don't deny your feeling, it's okay to feel blue"
now you look back, why you had to hear what they were saying?
Another yellow butterfly, from below he arised; they say to act nice --- you've done that too --- but your counts still ended in two.
two weeks, three and four --- what has that butterfly hopelessly waited for?
the graceful armor of yours might be vulnerable, but he doesn't know.
the heart of yours --- for a random creature, it wouldn't open its door.
How much more can you resist, girl? To you, he had bowed low.
Those eyes of yours glittered in confusion under the red moon.
so it doesn't shine as bright as before --- but isn't red better than white?
dangerous as it already is --- deep inside, you knew your resistance will break down soon
You jumped out of the ship, no armor, nothing --- think you won't drown as he might
Keep it easy, light and soft. Here laid your new friendship...
Those calls of protection, scored the ball for the first time; he won your trust.
Freedom; he could fly any second now --- he wasn't your toy to keep.
Into the basket, you ran fast; he fled faster --- everything turned into a rush.
You vowed not to count to three; he's the third you had to see.
Drop that phone calls, wouldn't you? You knew how it hurts 24/7
Face it, he wouldn't be exist in wherever you wanted him to be.
Check your equation: the results are odds, it got nothing to do with even.
Exactly fourteen years you have stood on the earth, have you felt this complete?
You laughed enough, you cried enough, you smiled enough; did you have him enough?
Hot and cold; you might have forgotten, your temperature made it clear for the heartbeat.
Same rate, two hearts combined into one; thought you didn't believe in this stuff?
Forever in difference; the story ends here --- the moon has not been red for long.
You could see how it ends, you are down low; you're a wreck.
65 days in complete, 369 days feeling wrong.
More than a year, baby, why won't you double check?
He is better on his own, his words and wings are his to disowned.
Why you keep the memories still, fool girl? Forever had its ending there.
Destiny won't changed the result, hold your breath and count; In a second you both will have grown.
One day, under the strawberry moon, forever will only be another story soon to share.
