ペーパームーン (pēpāmūn)

Forget me as you drift off to sleep
Opening the window in the dead of night
I wait for the next morning to come
In a night without the moon's light
The city sinks, you're far away
Even if I put it into words, you silently boast
With just a blink, everything changes
The wind's direction is fickle
If I call out and you slip through my fingers, turning your back
Aching in the small night sky within the frame
Sweet and gentle paper moon

Painted in red and blue
An unreachable false sky
Adorning the cut-out window
Riding the waves of cellophane
Tying it with safe words
This love feels like a fabrication
Gently floating in the small night sky within the frame
Sweet and gentle paper moon