Girl
Buck-Tick
Girl
GIRL
Like the end of summer, when I see you
What a fake feeling, a really good premonition
Just a single girl
Starting to want to forget
The world seems to be crumbling, shouldn't be just empty words
Just a single girl
Standing still there, turning back there
Looking up there, hair swaying, you've already started walking
Like the end of summer, when I see you
What a fake feeling, a really good premonition
Sweet scent in the depths of sleep
Sweet scent causing miracles
Just a single girl
The morning sun shines, flowers bloom, love exists
That sky about to swallow us is blue, the wind is blowing
Even if they're wishes or prayers
Even if they're just fairy tales, they should suit you very well
Sweet scent in the depths of sleep
Sweet scent causing miracles
Sweet scent in the depths of sleep
Sweet scent blown by the wind
Just a single girl