It was a simple prayer from the start
admiration gradually disappearing now
Please just take my hand
and let's bid farewell
Tranquility is exchanged for attrition
in actuality they're no different
Things I was about to say
disappeared one after the other
in front of my very eyes
There's this uneasy feeling weighing down on me
and my hazy voice burns my parched throat
Whispering the same
always the same
convenient wish;
if we are to be separated
if we are to lose our way
I'll make sure we'll be connected this time
no matter how many times it takes
If you will stay here with me
if I could just keep you from leaving
I'll make sure this feeling
-everything I live for-
is right