kaze yureru KAATEN sashikonda gogo no hizashi kawaranai madobe to yuruyaka na toki no nagare
kokimiyoku tsukue tataku enpitsu no saki umidasareteku kotoba no kakera ga
tanoshige ni hajikedasu sou sore wa kitto chiisana satougashi no aji ga suru
chuumon no komakai yuiitsu no okyakusama wa kawaranai madobe de monogatari machiwabiteru
itsu datte ureshisou ni PEEJI wo mekuri amasu koto naku kotoba wo kamishime
warattari okottari sewashinaku kawaru kimi no kao ni kokoro ga hodoketeku
kataku tojita hazu na no ni zutto soba ni ita ne
honoka ni kanjita shiawase wa hora mune no naka de jinwari hirogatteyuku amaku soboku de yasashii hirusagari sou sore wa boku no chiisana satougashi no nichijou desu.
curtains billowing in the wind the afternoon sun streaming in the same old window and the hour ticking away at a lazy pace
the tip of the pencil tapping a rhythmic beat on the desk forming fragments of words
popping with delight yes, i'm sure they taste like little sugar candy
placing an order fine and detailed my sole reader awaits eagerly for a story at the same old window
always happily turning over the pages drinking in every word with relish
smiling and frowning the expression constantly changing on your face unravels your heart
it was tightly shut but always near, wasn't it?
see? the faint happiness you feel gradually spreads in your chest a gentle afternoon, sweet and simple yes, that is my daily dose of little sugar candy.
kaze yureru KAATEN sashikonda gogo no hizashi kawaranai madobe to yuruyaka na toki no nagare
kokimiyoku tsukue tataku enpitsu no saki umidasareteku kotoba no kakera ga
tanoshige ni hajikedasu sou sore wa kitto chiisana satougashi no aji ga suru
chuumon no komakai yuiitsu no okyakusama wa kawaranai madobe de monogatari machiwabiteru
itsu datte ureshisou ni PEEJI wo mekuri amasu koto naku kotoba wo kamishime
warattari okottari sewashinaku kawaru kimi no kao ni kokoro ga hodoketeku
kataku tojita hazu na no ni zutto soba ni ita ne
honoka ni kanjita shiawase wa hora mune no naka de jinwari hirogatteyuku amaku soboku de yasashii hirusagari sou sore wa boku no chiisana satougashi no nichijou desu.
curtains billowing in the wind the afternoon sun streaming in the same old window and the hour ticking away at a lazy pace
the tip of the pencil tapping a rhythmic beat on the desk forming fragments of words
popping with delight yes, i'm sure they taste like little sugar candy
placing an order fine and detailed my sole reader awaits eagerly for a story at the same old window
always happily turning over the pages drinking in every word with relish
smiling and frowning the expression constantly changing on your face unravels your heart
it was tightly shut but always near, wasn't it?
see? the faint happiness you feel gradually spreads in your chest a gentle afternoon, sweet and simple yes, that is my daily dose of little sugar candy.