2nd Opening Theme (39-82)

Put my ears to your back, holding you tight
Your body’s like a boundary line, it’s in the way, right?
Feels like I’m about to lose it somewhere

If I stay quiet, I might just break, feeling like this
In a world without a ME-TOR, I want more
I want to stick even closer

Pedaling on a backup bike
Passing under the sunflower bowing
Swallowing the gusts of wind, feels like I could fly
For the first time, I felt your warmth
I want to be stronger than anyone
That warm rhythm
My heart is pounding

Lips to lips, eye to eye, hand to hand
God isn’t putting any restrictions on us
I love you, I love you, I love you

I’m still not broken
I don’t get adults
It’s painful and bittersweet
I want to show it, but I’m punking out
I’m waiting, looking away
With my lost hand
Touching your cheek
Casting a spell on the power of longing

Always wandering home together
Under a sky that spills orange
Somehow, it’s HAPPY & SAD

Why were we born, anyway?
It’s half and half, right?
I think about it alone
But I’m still a bit of a loser

So far away that I can’t see
A strong arm that can throw a ball
I envied it, wanted to be a boy
Soft like clear water
I want to be stronger than anyone
Like when I was little
It’s strange, tears are spilling

Lips to lips, eye to eye, hand to hand
We’re feeling the same things
I love you, I love you, I love you

I’m still not broken
I don’t get adults
Even if they say it won’t reach
I just want to jump like this
Because I’m giving you a goodbye kiss
Embrace the last step
So the sun never sets

Watching the sunset together, just the two of us
Only beautiful things
Can’t say anything, feels like something’s missing

Just as Nostradamus predicted
This planet
I want to become one on the day it explodes
That warm rhythm
My heart is pounding

Lips to lips, eye to eye, hand to hand
God isn’t putting any restrictions on us
I love you, I love you, I love you

I’m still not broken
I don’t get adults
It’s frustrating and bittersweet
I want to show it, but I’m punking out
I’m waiting, looking away
With my lost hand
Touching your cheek
Casting a spell on the power of longing
So the sun never sets.