Dark (Sarah's) lyrics

Singer Sarah.

Songs of 2007

(original singer)

This year's rainy season

It came too soon.

Open the calendar

okay

Just didn't reach an agreement.

The same mood

With the weather

a rainfall

a piano

Cross the blue sky

Is immediate.

See the dark clouds cover

What kind of hurt is that song?

Humming that song.

Silence in the song

And drift at will

Humming so naturally

It is also a dust-free melody.

Carved at the end of the road

That indelible mark

It looks very

An old acquaintance/friend

There was a flash of light.

Once placed at the door of reality.

Looking forward to your return.

Instead of just saying goodbye.

Four months.

Isn't that enough?

Or is this just a kind of sadness that belongs to me?

So platonic love

Would you like to have a try?

Your law of love

Not everyone is suitable.

Everyone knows how easy it is to get a kiss.

The courage to give a kiss.

It's real to have it.

So platonic love

Would you like to have a try?

Your law of love

Not everyone is suitable.

I write down the future with a pencil.

You use an eraser to erase it.

Then record the story with notes.

Your smiling choice begins.

I can't make words, but I can't write either.

Love is not true.

Come too fast, want to catch but can't catch.

It's the same word.

You don't believe it

This is a fact

This is nobody else's business.

You can't try it consistently.

hello

You said you had seen too many endings.

Because it doesn't feel real

See you constantly savoring youth.

Let youth spend more.

Is this your way?

Your world is too realistic.

and

This is just a dark signal.

The next loss

but

Your eyes are full of beautiful hints.

always

Hide the prince in expectation

So platonic love

Would you like to have a try?

Your law of love

Not everyone is suitable.

Everyone knows how easy it is to get a kiss.

The courage to give a kiss.

It's real to have it.

So platonic love

Would you like to have a try?

Your law of love

Not everyone is suitable.

I write down the future with a pencil.

You use an eraser to erase it.

Then record the story with notes.

Your smiling choice begins.

I don't know when it started.

Always longing for quiet days

Always complaining about too little time.

Unable to rearrange.

But I don't know