The things we lost, the important things, us, who are unprotected I'm praying that someday the shadow of your smile will become sunny
Time goes on, the end of today comes along as any other I say, "See you later" to your back as you walk away, but the truth is, there is no "later"
We happened to meet in a town no one else knows Since then, the wind has always blown there
But I am not you, so I was unable to convey My hesitation, my confusion, the wounds I received
The memories that were placed in our two hands remain faintly on our fingertips As if taking us by the hand
The continuation of the dream I saw just a little of before morning came Together we saw it as we slept, so we wouldn't become too accustomed to our memories
The peaceful times when we celebrated make us unable to move If I stand still and just look back on it, those times weren't so long ago
The town that was so full of unknown places, it was like a journey Became a nostalgic wind before we knew it
Now, I turn to face you and to convey everything that I can It's fine even if you cover your ears and close your eyes
I want you to receive The heart I lost sight of and all of the feelings I could not throw away
I'd like things to remain as they are You, child-like, and I, unaccustomed to being an adult
But I am not you, so I was unable to convey My hesitation, my confusion, the wounds I received
The memories that were placed in our two hands remain faintly on our fingertips Even if we're apart
The things we lost, the important things, us, who are unprotected I'm praying that someday the shadow of your smile will become sunny
Time goes on, the end of today comes along as any other I say, "See you later" to your back as you walk away, but the truth is, there is no "later"
We happened to meet in a town no one else knows Since then, the wind has always blown there
But I am not you, so I was unable to convey My hesitation, my confusion, the wounds I received
The memories that were placed in our two hands remain faintly on our fingertips As if taking us by the hand
The continuation of the dream I saw just a little of before morning came Together we saw it as we slept, so we wouldn't become too accustomed to our memories
The peaceful times when we celebrated make us unable to move If I stand still and just look back on it, those times weren't so long ago
The town that was so full of unknown places, it was like a journey Became a nostalgic wind before we knew it
Now, I turn to face you and to convey everything that I can It's fine even if you cover your ears and close your eyes
I want you to receive The heart I lost sight of and all of the feelings I could not throw away
I'd like things to remain as they are You, child-like, and I, unaccustomed to being an adult
But I am not you, so I was unable to convey My hesitation, my confusion, the wounds I received
The memories that were placed in our two hands remain faintly on our fingertips Even if we're apart