i picked up a prostitute's iPhone (feat. Gokou Kuyt & maeshima soshi)

Don't cry, don't say that
Wipe it properly with your hand
It's still okay in the dream
But I know morning will come too
Don't cry, let's meet again next time
Standing alone at the bus stop
It's still okay in the dream
But I know there are things that can't be connected

Behind your wet bangs, your slightly cooled eyes
How do I look in the closed window?
Even the messy memories of yesterday
Float and sink in the melted ice

My feelings that haven't solidified yet
Just deceiving myself with excuses
While the sky's color changes
The dream ends, why am I here?
Let's drink something, or else
Wrap up the lies and entanglements and throw them away
Deceiving, stretching out hands and feet

Don't cry, don't say that
Wipe it properly with your hand
It's still okay in the dream
But I know morning will come too

Don't cry, let's meet again next time
Standing alone at the bus stop
It's still okay in the dream
But I know there are things that can't be connected
I touch your arm and forget all the unpleasant things

Counting the time until the first train
Spending the night just the two of us
Just thinking gives me a headache
Even when morning comes, I want to be with you
Body temperature rising under the moonlight
You are my sun in this room

If tomorrow comes
Goodbye, is that true?