Darling Plastic

In a small room by the red train crossing
With toys in a bookstore
Sweet vanilla incense
Back when we were into each other
Everything from that time still lingers in this town

I want to hear your voice now
But I regret it. I erased your memories

Is there really a chance
To fall for someone again?
Darling plastic, so easy to get hurt
You know that, right?
A small, bratty left-handed guitar
I can always hear your song… darling plastic

My chitchat and your love song
So many CDs
Buried in boredom

Words get stuck in my throat
I talk endlessly to drown out my anxiety

I sneaked up to the rooftop
Remembering the colors of the dawn

Without a doubt
Can I dream again?
Darling plastic, those sweet days
Why did it have to end?

I forget even the things I lost
It becomes the same as if it never happened…
That’s the scariest thing they said
And I was thinking about it.

Is there really a chance
To fall for someone again?
Darling plastic, when I look back
Sometimes I want to go back
A small, bratty left-handed guitar
I can always hear your song… darling plastic