In my sour times
I thought it would be not
the way it seems for now..
so your name..
oh, how I wish to save
the very sound of it..
let`s go dance
holding that yellow glass
between the hands of ours
cry-not-hear
essentially my fear..

with all your words
ice crackles into crisps -
I should`ave learn you more
need much time -
when you were gone last year
the circus took a break
I didn`t know
that was your final speech
the words you won`t repeat
& I won`t hear...
but I want`hear!
REFRAIN:)
Oh, would`ya be
just marked on the map, marked on the map
No one would see -
may block it on the web, block it on the web
remain in dreams - break no deception,
it seems a kind of connection
in beams...
The [bad word] on,
I totally avoid
the very thoughts about
how it would
crash all the drops of mine
if you were here again,
still don`know
what should I seek in you
in case we meet at once -
cry-not-hear...
but I want`hear!