Like how a sunshower rained down on the summer afternoon I was watering Sometimes sorrow suddenly soaked me
Like how I watered a pink morning glory everyday at the schoolyard's edge Sometimes I took my time to raise my thank-yous
Hello, good-bye; hey, we shall meet again
I tell myself I can never get what I want, and so I throw it away I ran from what hurt me, and that's why my pain has ended up like this
Hello, good-bye; say, will we be together forever?
Either I'll hold hands with the present, which I set on the wind Or else I'll sit at destiny's table I'm sure you handed me both of those cards At the same time, and that troubles me
Hello, good-bye; hey, we shall meet again
Isn't sorrow beautiful? Isn't it tear blue and beautiful? What I want to convey is something I won't, isn't it?
I had wanted to stay close to you forever
The morning glory that had finally smiled will wither And the soaked clothes have dried up before While I'm sure everybody knows all of those things I'm choosing them myself with all my strength
Either I'll hold hands with the present, which I set on the wind Or else I'll sit at destiny's table No, while trembling in the gap between them even now, I met you with all my strength
Like how a sunshower rained down on the summer afternoon I was watering Sometimes sorrow suddenly soaked me
Like how I watered a pink morning glory everyday at the schoolyard's edge Sometimes I took my time to raise my thank-yous
Hello, good-bye; hey, we shall meet again
I tell myself I can never get what I want, and so I throw it away I ran from what hurt me, and that's why my pain has ended up like this
Hello, good-bye; say, will we be together forever?
Either I'll hold hands with the present, which I set on the wind Or else I'll sit at destiny's table I'm sure you handed me both of those cards At the same time, and that troubles me
Hello, good-bye; hey, we shall meet again
Isn't sorrow beautiful? Isn't it tear blue and beautiful? What I want to convey is something I won't, isn't it?
I had wanted to stay close to you forever
The morning glory that had finally smiled will wither And the soaked clothes have dried up before While I'm sure everybody knows all of those things I'm choosing them myself with all my strength
Either I'll hold hands with the present, which I set on the wind Or else I'll sit at destiny's table No, while trembling in the gap between them even now, I met you with all my strength