Nobody looks to the shining stars
Weighed down by sorrows
No one reaches out to the fluttering, falling flowers
With a heavy, aching heart
A flower endures the harsh summer sun,
Lingers, drenched in the pouring rain,
Patiently waiting and waiting,
Waiting to fall for the one they love
I've been lost and wandering,
Dancing aimlessly out in the world
No purpose was appealing to me, indecisive as the wind
Until I met you
I'm falling, falling
Unpredictable as a falling flower
The final destination of this heavy heart of mine
I'm falling to you now
I am a flower,
Blooming just to fall for you,
Carefully, delicately,
I'll fall to you
A vivid painting of your figure,
An angel trapped on this canvas of mine
The white paint I slashed across your face,
A translucent veil falling as a red curtain
Poppies gold as the sun and stark white restraints,
I reach my hand out to you in an uncertain gesture
Are you leaving me?
Am I parting with you?
It's unclear, but I'm still falling to you,
A blooming, falling love
I'll grasp your hand lined with thorns in my own
We may be hurt, but I'll bloom and fall happily
Between the time when the flowers bloom and scatter
Scars heal and sprouts emerge
We live for this present moment, the first and the last
That's why I won't take you for granted
Because you love somebody like me
I'm falling towards you now
I am a flower
The blue sky is blooming beautifully once again,
I wanna be someone's everything
I lived just for the moment,
But everything had meaning once I met you
I've been lost and wandering,
A flower swaying in the wind
Nothing had meaning until I met you,
I am a flower
