In the corner of the cold room, if the sunset came shining in
Even if I got close to it, I feel no emotions, and there is no betrayl.
Today and tomorrow as well, I am alone. I am sure that is normal
As we end the day without exchanging a single word.
No matter how much kindness I receive,
If I don't know warmth,
It's not, it's not that simple to feel.
It's the distance of our hearts.
I am balled up small in the corner of the cold room.
I fear things that will change, and I resign to things that won't.
If I pretend to go with the flow, am I just making a decision?
Is that it?
I can see the bright world,
Spreading outside the window.
With this hand, with this hand, am I able to touch you?
It's the distance of reality.
Kindness
Even warmth
Can I see them
On the other side?
In the corner of the cold room, I pretend not to see
The key to my heart that rolls over, even though it's been here forever.