Obviously for a long time
you don't rotate the mirror to you.
The things which has been lost are clear to see,
yet you still smile to my face.
There can't be guest in love.
There must be either you and me...*
The third one can't hide in between two hearts
...or loneliness and me,*
you should pick either him or me. *
With crying my eyes out, I'm giving up on you.
You're forbidden,
You're driven away from this heart you've been hiding.
Forget getting warm and falling asleep,
and hugging while you're crying, too.
Good morning, I'm gone.