Inside of my pocket, there hides a scrap that has written "je t'aime." Unguessed by you, there exists a key to the portal that sits there so lonely.
The stars float, spinning in the twilight eve. Spirits glide quiet underneath, taking you along with them where they go. Sleep comes over me as I sit here and wait for you, softly though.
* In the bed of the crescent moonlight, just like a twin, I see the same dreams you do. But in this world of all those whom I want, you are the farthest from me.
Somewhere far, in a place I cannot say, somehow with you I fell in love. Take this melody here, repeating so, then offer it; give the song to this sweet and kind spirit. Softly though, Softly though.
Inside of my pocket, there hides a scrap that has written "je t'aime." Unguessed by you, there exists a key to the portal that sits there so lonely.
The stars float, spinning in the twilight eve. Spirits glide quiet underneath, taking you along with them where they go. Sleep comes over me as I sit here and wait for you, softly though.
* In the bed of the crescent moonlight, just like a twin, I see the same dreams you do. But in this world of all those whom I want, you are the farthest from me.
Somewhere far, in a place I cannot say, somehow with you I fell in love. Take this melody here, repeating so, then offer it; give the song to this sweet and kind spirit. Softly though, Softly though.