"All of this is for you."
There I go saying things like that again.
It's easier to pretend to be joking, right? I know that, too.
I'm just drunk on myself like that.

To be honest, everything I do is for myself.

"Am I being helpful to this world?"
I try asking this aloud like a monologue.
If meeting people is a chance to start,
I can begin from here with you.

When I got just a little used to this town's temperature...

I wanna cry for you,
Teardrops of blessings that I'll share with you.
I wanna smile for you.
I want to find a song of love that's not for myself.

I've been too greedy, just caught up in longing
To help me distract myself from those feelings of guilt.
To try and look good like that person...
It's strange, but I honestly can't think of it as a good thing.

All I do is build an image around myself, even though I should just act naturally...

I wanna cry for you.
When I share it with you, even my heart clears up.
I wanna dream for you.
I want to find a song that I won't forget even after I wake from the dream.

All for you = All for me
The things I do for you always turn into things I do for my own sake.

When I meet someone for the first time, that wheel gets wider.
When I stop with the jokes and speak with my true voice,
I can believe that I'm helping someone else.

Maybe that feeling is the best thing in the world.

I wanna live for you,
In teardrops of life that I'll share with you.
Oh, I wanna sing for you!
I can hear a song that I won't forget even after I wake from the dream.

I wanna cry for you.
When I laugh with you, even my heart clears up.
I wanna dream for you.
I can hear a song that I won't forget even after I wake from the dream.

I wanna cry for you
smile for you...
dream for you