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Whoa
whoa yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Lalalala la-i
Lalalala la-i
Yeah yeah yeah...
Your
gaze is so very tender as you stare at me
Over there, on that little flimsy chair.
With a gentle, happy face,
She agreed, smiling
While
some kind of loud noise was building,
In my mind, it was as though it was collapsing
Unable to move, I just kept standing there
"Why
isn't it me?" I asked, but
It's not some kind of foolish example.
You were there as I had never seen you before.
As I can only, only feel from far away,
How on earth can I express this emotion?
From
time to time, the sorrow in your eyes
Would show me the reason, so...
That
which can be given to you --
I can't give it; no one can.
Is it only that one person who is so understanding that can?
When
do you first miss her?
About that time, I realized the truth.
I saw through the lies, and even if I pretend they are truth
It's just, just so excessively empty.
This feeling.... Is this known as "love"?
"Why
isn't it me?" I asked, but
It's not some kind of foolish example.
You were there as I had never seen you before.
Did you feel it from far away?
When
do you first miss her?
About that time, I realized the truth.
I saw through the lies, and even if I pretend they are truth
It's just, just so excessively empty.
This feeling is certainly known as "love", isn't it?
Whoa
whoa yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Lalalala la-i
Lalalala la-i
Yeah yeah yeah...
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