Futatabino

In the neon-lit back streets, I ran into you
It’s been three years since that day, we’ve been through it all
Your flustered look still holds a trace of the past
I closed my eyes and could read your heart

What about this dream again, I wonder?
Is there still love to be found?
Sipping our drinks, little by little
It seems like we’re unraveling memories

Your shy eyes and the warmth of your cheeks
You’re still the same, but I’m losing this love

You say I’ve lost a bit of weight, and I nod
I say, "That’s unfair," and you nod back

Through the glass, the thrill of those distant days reflects
Half of me forgives the weakness of a woman

What about this dream again, I wonder?
Is there still love to be found?
In the moment our hands touch
All the feelings I’ve held back rise up
I want to respond with a smile, not tears
But I feel like I’m losing this love

Repeat