Rubbing my unopened eyelids, I can see
                                             Into a pastel-patterned future
                                             I'll pursue an inlaid symbol
                                             My expression one of reeling it in close
                                             
                                             Say, what was it that I've been searching for?
                                             When, let me think, was it?
                                             That we met as we defied gravity
                                             
                                             It's like a waltz, isn't it? So wondrous
                                             At a crossroad lit with sunbeams seeming to whisper through the trees
                                             As the two of us rotate as if in a waltz,
                                             We express ourselves
                                             
                                             Throwing up all my overheated emotions,
                                             I could see the landscape
                                             Over half a year ago, I made it smolder
                                             By setting the image on fire
                                             
                                             What was it that I've lost?
                                             Even so, I'm fine, I tell you
                                             We'll probably seek out comparisons with our gravity
                                             
                                             It's like a waltz, isn't it? So lovely
                                             As we listen to chirps that seem to murmur
                                             As if we're dancing a waltz, the two of us
                                             Express ourselves
                                             
                                             Ah, repaint reality, which is playing dumb, with primary colors
                                             I'll draw you close to me, so, please
                                             From there on, let's continue to dance
                                             Our very own waltz
                                             
                                             It's like a waltz, isn't it? So wondrous
                                             At a crossroad lit with sunbeams seeming to whisper through the trees
                                             As the two of us rotate as if in a waltz,
                                             We express ourselves