I waited for you yesterday, I waited and missed the last train. I waited to say that I'd fallen in love with your way. I waited for you yesterday, eventually walked home in the rain.
I held onto you for as long as I could. But today, you fell away. Now what I hold are the memories we barely made. I stood on the edge of your bridge.
I don't mind where you come from. As long as you come to me. But I don't like illusions. I can't see them clearly. . I don't care, no, I wouldn't dare.