I would always be alone
I’d known that my whole life
I’ve gotten used to being scarred
To pain, and hurt, and strife
Never did feel like an adult
But wanting to stay young
Is an impossible wish
Maybe, someday, who knows…
Forging a path under the red eventide sea
Why not embark to who knows where, a journey, you and me?
Piece by piece, one then two, our eternity began to feel so real
Ah, let me stop time, I just want to be right here
Tell me, why are these tears soaking my face?
Where did they come from? What do they mean?
There must be no reason to live, to keep existing in this world
Filled with such sorrow, so endlessly
Struck by such beauty, so hopelessly
Should I stay alive, for just a little longer?
And as the sun sets, our path fades away
I can’t wake up
From this dream
Oh, let me have this dream
Sensing winter growing near, I spend my days with you
The melody of our ending is carried by fall’s crisp breeze
Meeting, parting, summer still feels so far away
And I pray, for far-off days, where we can meet anew…
You have a place to call home, to return to
Can’t you see that?
The pain inside, it grows
“I don’t want you to go!”
“You can’t leave me! I need you here! Please stay with me!”
“I don’t want this to be the end!”
I couldn’t say it
I lowered my eyes
And just muttered the words
“It sure is getting cold out.”
I gaze up at the sky, taking in the three stars side-by-side
And I wait, here with you, for the rise of the moon
Piece by piece, one then two, our eternity slipped out of my hands
Ah, can’t turn back time, I can’t do it over again
Tell me, why are these tears soaking my face?
Where did they come from? What do they mean?
I must have some reason to live, to keep existing in this world
Filled with such sorrow, so endlessly
Struck by such beauty, so hopelessly
Should I stay alive, even if I’ll be alone?
And as I stare up at the lone full moon
I can’t wake up
From this dream
Oh, let me not forget
Let me not forget you
A glimpse of your smile
The floral aroma
Basking in rainfall
And hearing your voice
Oh, please, promise me
That you’ll at least be happy…
Rosenland 