Though there are times when I feel
That sometimes, I don't match with you
When we both saw eye to eye over trifling things
And laughed, I forgot all that
Though I've lived in such a manner
At some point, by coincidence I realized
Though I meant to show myself
With "Yes No" I would side-step important things
And run away
More than tomorrows, count the distant stars
And hold onto those blue dreams
At those times, they'll become the star of excitement
Holding onto courage, I want to fly to you
Inside myself, there are several mes
"Because you're kind, you suffer;"
Sometimes, my optimistic self
Will scold my timid self like that
More than tears, count the distant stars
Being cool is so uncool
More than being skeptical
You're a person who lives through his emotions
When I look at you in your passion, I feel so happy
Count the distant stars
Being cool is so uncool
More than being skeptical
You're a person who lives through his emotions
When I look at you in your passion, I feel so happy
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