Short Hair

The balloon that rose to the ceiling of my heart popped
Red fragments slowly fall down, swaying

Losing so many flowers, they wither away
Still, I'm waiting for you

In this sweaty season, watching the sunset by the local pond
The cool breeze melts us away, gently

If I search for reasons, there are plenty to find
But I can't say it, just laughing behind the finder

Losing so many colors, they fade away
Still, I'm waiting for you

Right now, I'm only thinking about myself, right now, I'm only thinking about myself
If I could just think that way, I wouldn't get hurt
But why is it that only thoughts of you come to mind, only thoughts of you
When I called out and turned around, your eyes
Made me want to hold you tight without thinking

I want to keep watching you as you keep changing

So much time is flowing away
Still, I'm waiting for you

Right now, I'm only thinking about you, right now, I'm only thinking about you
If only the important things were truly important

But why is it that only thoughts of you come to mind, only thoughts of you
Your short hair sways, hiding your side profile

Right now, I'm only thinking about myself, right now, I'm only thinking about myself
If I could just think that way, it would all end there
But why is it that only thoughts of you come to mind, only thoughts of you
Touching your short hair, I realized that feeling was everything from that day.