Like a balloon I let go
I dreamed of floating in an artificial sky
Even beyond the unmoving horizon
I hope the night sky is crying
Is it the price of puberty
Is it an illusion
Is it education?
I was about to ask God for help when we crossed paths.
I'm on the fast track
Back to reality
It's your fault
It's your fault.
Is it your personality?
Is it an illusion?
I'm falling more and more in love with you
I'm getting more and more afraid that I'm falling in love with you
I can't say that I don't have enough fun
I can't say it.
I can't say that I don't have enough to play with
I'm getting more and more tired of you
I bite down hard on the false sky
And then you popped.
Is it my personality?
Is it an illusion?
I missed the night breeze a little
I took a big breath in
And when I turned around, was I in heaven?
No.
Is it worse than this place?
You didn't hear me.
Because it's
It's special
It's special.
The sky is perfect.
Perfect sky
So special
I'm falling in love with you more and more
I'm getting weaker by leaps and bounds.
Do you think I want to die?
No. No way.
I watched you as you gradually turned to ash.
I was quietly watching you as you gradually turned to ash.
You are gradually turning into the sea.
You are shimmering.
Like a star.
Since then, the world outside the window has changed.
I couldn't cry over a trivial lie
I tried to reach for the sun, but
but it seems to be no use
Petals fell on my bangs
And then...
That's it.