For Bing, the Fukada Kyoko song
Dec. 10th, 2004 08:09 pmTell me why
I can't be fulfilled, I can't be sad
I can't say it in words
And how is it
That even this place where I scribbled "angel"
Has closed in
I'm weak, and faced with growing stronger
I whisper, "I won't hurt myself for nothing..."
Even if I suffer loss, I want this dream to come true
Just groping toward it is fine
I want to believe in something that gave me love
And embrace the thing that might be courage
That I never knew before
Facing the cloudless sky
Tell me why
The carefully preserved photograph
Always catches my eye
And how
What I can't change with my clumsiness
Might really be caring
It doesn't matter who, I have the feeling
That I could work for someone to say 'yes' to me, softly
It's all right to cry when catching hold
When one grasps something so different, there's also pain
Blood runs in our veins so that we might love each other
Even if we get lost, even if we are hated
Even if I suffer loss, I want this dream to come true
Just groping toward it is fine
I want to believe in something that gave me love
And embrace the thing that might be courage
That I never knew before
Facing the cloudless sky
I can't be fulfilled, I can't be sad
I can't say it in words
And how is it
That even this place where I scribbled "angel"
Has closed in
I'm weak, and faced with growing stronger
I whisper, "I won't hurt myself for nothing..."
Even if I suffer loss, I want this dream to come true
Just groping toward it is fine
I want to believe in something that gave me love
And embrace the thing that might be courage
That I never knew before
Facing the cloudless sky
Tell me why
The carefully preserved photograph
Always catches my eye
And how
What I can't change with my clumsiness
Might really be caring
It doesn't matter who, I have the feeling
That I could work for someone to say 'yes' to me, softly
It's all right to cry when catching hold
When one grasps something so different, there's also pain
Blood runs in our veins so that we might love each other
Even if we get lost, even if we are hated
Even if I suffer loss, I want this dream to come true
Just groping toward it is fine
I want to believe in something that gave me love
And embrace the thing that might be courage
That I never knew before
Facing the cloudless sky
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