The words I’ve been holding in for months
Wearing fancy clothes
Lying in an empty room
I fell asleep instead
The flower with a name I don’t know
I attach my own meaning to it
don’t touch it
just look at it from afar
I’m your music, that kind of line from the heart
When the time comes, it will be deeply engraved in your heart
Oh waiting is, that star’s light
A moon crossing through the universe
The words I want to say to you
I split them into half each day
if I stay up more nights even the moon will disappear
The sad story of becoming a crane, only if one folds a thousand of them
if I let out a thunder-like sigh, will it reach you?
I’m your music, that kind of line from the heart
When the time comes, it will be dangling from your ears
Oh waiting is, that star’s light
A moon crossing through the universe
Oh waiting is, that star’s light
Oh a kiss is a far-away dream
far across the universe
You are my echo, that kind of filled heart
When the time comes, my heart will have a festival-like opening
Oh waiting is, that star’s light
That one moon that’s crossing through the universe
💙
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