Pillows Ladybird Girl
I brush the clouded moon With my T-shirt So it shines a little more on you by the window Half asleep we exchange glances in the breeze Sway the girl's hair for me again please In slow motion.
The scene of our first meeting Is being replayed. While it seems broken, Where are the eyes of a precocious a child Looking at? Seemingly unable to calm down, It can't be forgotten.
Is this love? This is love! There is no reason For wanting to meet you. If I can't meet you now, I have to occupy my mind with something else.
I am dreaming When i open my eyes I still see it The dream of us having zero distance in-between, I am waiting for it here. Waiting and listening Carefully For your footsteps, eagerly waiting for the instant When you will be near
Is this love? This is love! Wanting to meet you My chest hurts like it was crying It's really your fault.
Rapidly sliding, thats so not like me Gradually becoming anxious, I won't be able to sleep Again tonight
Is this love? This is love! There is no reason For wanting to meet you. If I can't meet you now, Is this love? This is love! Did I make an impression? I wrote another new song on my old guitar.
Ladybird girl Ladybird girl My girl
