I'm not your type, and surely not your ideal...
How is it I appear in your eyes?
Even when I try an assertive approach... I chicken out and everything stays the same.
It's often said that, "The one who falls in love first, loses".
I just don't have the power... to wield the kind of magic that would draw your attention.
I keep on hoping with all my heart, will everything work out someday?
But even if I keep saying those kinds of things,
I can never really close this distance... no matter how long I wait.
And so the more I wish- wish- wish to be with you...
The more I never get to see- see- see you... what the heck am I doing?
I'm out being blown along by the evening wind, searching for a chance meeting - even though it will never come.
Time and time again, I'm seeing I have a habit of never pushing things...
It'd be nice if I could smile at the end of this story.
If I copy the hairstyle of that person you admire,
Though I don't look the same, I wonder if it might make you notice me.
But even 1,000 years from now, I could never surpass him,
So I'll have to search for another way...
It'd be too lame of me to invite you out as a friend, so I end up not doing it after all.
It's often said that, "The deeper you fall in love, the more blind that love is".
If I could just run into you randomly... or happen to take the same path home...
But there's no way something that fateful could happen - I guess I'll never get the chance?
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But even if I keep saying those kinds of things,
These feelings will never be known... no matter how long I wait.
And so the more I wish- wish- wish to be with you...
The more I never get to see- see- see you... what the heck am I doing?
I'm out being blown along by the evening wind, searching for a chance meeting - even though it will never come.
Time and time again, I'm seeing I have a habit of never pushing things...
It'd be nice if I could smile at the end of this story.
"Even if you were to hook up with another,
As long as you're happy, I wouldn't mind";
Even if I was trying to save face, I don't ever want to tell a lie like that!
There's only one truth: this ONE-SIDED LOVE.
If I can't ever manage to tell you,
It'd be no different than never loving you in the first place.
So I gotta turn a new page and accept whatever answer is written there...
The more I always wish- wish- wish to be with you...
The more I never get to see- see- see you... what the heck am I doing?
I'm out being blown along by the evening wind, searching for a chance meeting - even though it will never come.
Time and time again, I'm seeing I have a habit of never pushing things...
It'd be nice if I could smile at the end of this story.