In the town after a sudden shower,
I said good-bye to you and waved my hand.
When you were passing the ticket gate, I only followed you with my eyes.
I couldn't do as well as I'd expected.
My heart was fulfilled with small lights.
I walked along taking care not to step into puddles.
Somehow I couldn't be free and willful,
As well as I imagined.
I'm fearful that something is broken.
Today is passing away.
The railway takes you away.
So I always go home by weary usual way.
The word I arranged is simple.
But I can't say it well.
Why is it so? Why is it so?
"Even if we are on unpleasant terms with each other,
Our relationship can be rebuild.
Nothing has started yet."
Another myself advise me.
Before the doors were opened, I checked my answer.
The alarm from a crossing had gotten larger.
If I could showed you my noisy mind,
What would be happened?
My heart is nervous, but it never cools down.
I ride it past the stop,
And I get aware of it again today.
The railway takes you away.
So I always go home by weary usual way.
The word I arranged is simple.
But I can't say it well.
Why is it so? Why is it so?
