Kara Hime

You can see, atop this crumbled earth and steel~

The darkened streets from past memories~

All seem so distant now~

Your doors are shut from this beating heart~

I know your fleeting warmth is here~

Just call my name~

I want to sing along with you~

My voice can be the pastels~

Your heart will be my canvas~

This sense of urgency is filling up my systems~

Though all my programs tell me to kill~

I think I've fallen for you!

I want to sing along, with you~

My voice can be the pastels, your heart will be my canvas~

I want to sing along, with you~

My voice can be the pastels, your heart will be my canvas~

I want to sing along, with you~

My voice can be the pastels, your heart will be my canvas~

I want to sing along, with you~

My voice can be the pastels, your heart will be my canvas~