Is it inevitable to be thought of in that way? To be seen by others as if I were constantly losing things Can't be helped to be thought of in that way But please don't misunderstand Tomorrow, day after next, I'd just keep on moving in a same way Is it inevitable to be thought of in that way? To be seen by others as if I were constantly losing things Can't be helped to be thought of in that way But please don't misunderstand Tomorrow, day after next, I'd just keep on moving in a same way Gentle music is always played Constantly in a room out strong wind The touch you pick up will bring happiness But no shape left on my hand I came to realize after a moment I should love you that is a special angle Pre-notion always sways like a smoke Though words float around the air as if chasing you I can't stay away from you anymore Gentle music is always played here, constantly You don't have to mend my heart It's a world not even an answer or a question exists I don't need no consolation Because it's not a sad thing You and I keep on laughing in front of me, forever Gentle music is always played Constantly in a room out strong wind The touch you pick up will bring happiness But no shape left on my hand I came to realize after a moment I should love you that is a special angle Pre-notion always sways like a smoke Though words float around the air as if chasing you I can't stay away from you anymore Gentle music is always played here, constantly The touch you pick up will bring happiness But no shape left on my hand I came to realize after a moment I should love you that is a special angle The touch you pick up will bring happiness But no shape left on my hand I came to realize after a moment I should love you that is a special angle Pre-notion always sways like a smoke Though words float around the air as if chasing you I can't stay away from you anymore Gentle music is always played here The touch you pick up will bring happiness But no shape left on my hand I came to realize after a moment I should love you that is a special angle Pre-notion always sways like a smoke Though words float around the air as if chasing you I can't stay away from you anymore Gentle music is always played here, constantly