・Song Lyrics ・Lyrics / adólib For some reason, I feel the nostalgia when I saw you at first sight. I wonder when is the last time I write to it? Nice to meet you or see you tomorrow? I filled in the blanks with words that thrilled to read. Wanted you to think it was nice, so I left ink sold out for negative words. Pure serif lines get missed. But I'll mind the stain on white shirts Wrapped in so much tender fluffy cotton, if a needle were to post, I'd be out of place. Nowhere... What painting do you have in front of you as this letter is read? Oh well, why the cloudy look? A piece of the rainbow that has been used up Now in that hand are words that were never meant to be in use Oh no, it wasn't to end up like this! When I was reading your letter, I think I know what missing in my life right by now. Drawing is not my thing. It's been a long time, good to see you again With a pure white canvas, I re-worked the Future once on again I'll dump all the mixed up ink here For the next day it will be a seed from which a rainbow will sprout After you have cried a lot, may your crush bridge the clear sky Hope there nice one drawing there. I kept up a popular and catching fiction to keep from getting so dull and tired of it. I was never trying to betray you or lie to anyone. People like it better when I'm cunning them That's why I was acting For every additional good button, I thought it filled me up Stuck in a rut. One-phrase sentiments will someday pass out of fashion. I just finished reading the letter. I wish to go back in time. Draw myself in a way that makes me feel really great! I'll charm people with my original ink I won't lose it no matter what emotion it blends with Nothing is written yet Letter and canvas So write, draw, and mail as many as you like Numbers are faceless, so don't worry about the looks But a heartfelt fan letter is kind of what I might hope for. It's got to be a nice one view there.
・Song Lyrics
・Lyrics / adólib
For some reason, I feel the nostalgia when I saw you at first sight.
I wonder when is the last time I write to it?
Nice to meet you or see you tomorrow?
I filled in the blanks with words that thrilled to read.
Wanted you to think it was nice, so I left ink sold out for negative words.
Pure serif lines get missed.
But I'll mind the stain on white shirts
Wrapped in so much tender fluffy cotton, if a needle were to post, I'd be out of place.
Nowhere...
What painting do you have in front of you as this letter is read?
Oh well, why the cloudy look?
A piece of the rainbow that has been used up
Now in that hand are words that were never meant to be in use
Oh no, it wasn't to end up like this!
When I was reading your letter, I think I know what missing in my life right by now.
Drawing is not my thing.
It's been a long time, good to see you again
With a pure white canvas, I re-worked the Future once on again
I'll dump all the mixed up ink here
For the next day it will be a seed from which a rainbow will sprout
After you have cried a lot, may your crush bridge the clear sky
Hope there nice one drawing there.
I kept up a popular and catching fiction to keep from getting so dull and tired of it.
I was never trying to betray you or lie to anyone.
People like it better when I'm cunning them
That's why I was acting
For every additional good button, I thought it filled me up
Stuck in a rut.
One-phrase sentiments will someday pass out of fashion.
I just finished reading the letter.
I wish to go back in time.
Draw myself in a way that makes me feel really great!
I'll charm people with my original ink
I won't lose it no matter what emotion it blends with
Nothing is written yet Letter and canvas
So write, draw, and mail as many as you like
Numbers are faceless, so don't worry about the looks
But a heartfelt fan letter is kind of what I might hope for.
It's got to be a nice one view there.