Dreams are your
So I choose to leave you
Amnesia
Let time to dilute all
Makes no mention
Several strange land of winter
A portrait after a few centuries
Found that the farther you are more close to the
So I choose to love you again
Do not want to escape
People come and go searching
Where you
Familiar streets
Windows embrace the influx of cold nights
Ren, do you know Hurricane Tears
My dream is what you
A day every day to suppress
After the night falls
Are involved in memory
My dream is what you
Would like to forget easier said than done
A shut our eyes and you will no longer be occupied
Able to return to get rid of the
I would rather have you unconscious dream