Tears are salty water
They don't freeze at all
I swipe them off with my mitten
Crying only cleans things up
I say that May always
makes my eyes leak
I say that I'm okay
but I'm not really okay
You don't take care of me at all
when someone made these tears flow again
It's only a small stream, though,
not Niagara falls at all
Tears are tide,
a part of the logic of nature
They don't ask permission from anyone,
they start to flow by themselves
Remind me of that
the sky will always stay in its place
The sea is salty water as well
Sometimes the waves pause
You don't take care of me at all
when someone made these tears flow again
It's only a small stream, though,
not Niagara falls at all
Soon I'll come back there from the depths
Maybe braver, how would I know?
Wise and gleaming, promising
But I want to know everything that comes after it
You don't take care of me at all
when someone made these tears flow again
It's only a small stream, though,
not Niagara falls at all
It's only a small stream, though,
not Niagara falls at all