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My palm of such teary skin,
Reaches the vein of your heart,
I trace the memories,
The steps between us,
But time won't move faster -
and it won't go back.

Why with such wonder and despair,
Do I look at these hands and think,
Time passes so slowly,
And the cherry blossoms,
Full of the wearers emotion -
become red with blood and your heartbeat.

I hold unto my living -
my soul which broke long ago,
What is this devotion -
what is this emotion,
Strolling through the ruins of the chambers.

The veins -
of the golden autumn leaves,
So clear and simple,
So why can't they show me,
Why won't they reveal -
you.

The one and only,
Teardrops from the ancient heart,
I feel something,
The palm of your hand against my cheek,
But... no more.

I plead, I cry, I nearly died -
I watched, I hit, my heart almost split,
I wrote, I smiled - but the true me - my inner self -
such a lonely child.

Now I walk into the empty alleyway,
Snow is falling,
Brushing against my weary cheeks,
I stopped -
a hand on my back,
I turned -
and now -
I'm in your arms and we form a bond,
No secrecy, no lies, I cried and cried -
I had no idea.

Description
My palm of such teary skin,
Reaches the vein of your heart,
I trace the memories,
The steps between us,
But time won't move faster -
and it won't go back.

Why with such wonder and despair,
Do I look at these hands and think,
Time passes so slowly,
And the cherry blossoms,
Full of the wearers emotion -
become red with blood and your heartbeat.

I hold unto my living -
my soul which broke long ago,
What is this devotion -
what is this emotion,
Strolling through the ruins of the chambers.

The veins -
of the golden autumn leaves,
So clear and simple,
So why can't they show me,
Why won't they reveal -
you.

The one and only,
Teardrops from the ancient heart,
I feel something,
The palm of your hand against my cheek,
But... no more.

I plead, I cry, I nearly died -
I watched, I hit, my heart almost split,
I wrote, I smiled - but the true me - my inner self -
such a lonely child.

Now I walk into the empty alleyway,
Snow is falling,
Brushing against my weary cheeks,
I stopped -
a hand on my back,
I turned -
and now -
I'm in your arms and we form a bond,
No secrecy, no lies, I cried and cried -
I had no idea.