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When the ice became ashamed from the little blue sky
I looked into a pouting face
I still got surprised when I glanced into your eyes
Hey, what are you doing right now?

Is it enough? Or am I too late?
I'm really still not whimsy somewhat

"Sorry" somehow became so difficult to say from then on
The grassy midsummer is going to melt

"Sorry". Two people somehow became so perplexed from then on
I want to say it, but I can't
Though I want to be with you

Sorry, for being me.

Approaching you is like going to be separated from you
I make a sigh softly vanish into a soda
Promises were always jokes on me
My heart is crushed with plaster

Is it enough? Or am I too late?
I'm really still putting on a strong pretense

"Sorry" somehow became so difficult to say from then on
The grassy midsummer is calling

"Sorry". Two people somehow became so perplexed from then on
I want to say it, but I can't
Though whenever I wanted to smile

Sorry, for being me.

All that is left in the sandy beach
Is a trail of footsteps
To yesterday's me
If we'll meet again, there's no doubt about it

"Stupid"

"Sorry" somehow became so difficult to say from then on
The grassy midsummer is not melting...

"Sorry"; whenever you smile, the world is somehow reborn from a change
If the grassy midsummer would drain up

"Sorry"; why did it somehow became so difficult to say?
I want to say it, but I can't
Hey, I want to make you smile, though
Wait for me, I will make you smile

Sorry, for being me.
Sorry, for being me.