"I miss you"...that single phrase, I wrote in the sand
The blue of the ocean that day was too bright
A congested city, within the people crossing
I wander alone looking for you
I could faintly hear a voice calling me
I turned around, but there was no one there
That kind of pain is just difficult
The sun shines on me and it hurts
"I miss you"...that single phrase, I wrote in the sand
The blue of the ocean that day was too bright
"Please deliver this"...that single phrase, when I whispered it
The color of the clouds that day was too sad
"It's not a story without end, or anything like that"
You, who murmured this as you averted your gaze,
Although, in this late hour, the time I've been made to understand the meaning of those words,
You aren't here
The day I repeated playing dress-up
I finally realized that it was just empty
"Thank you"...that single phrase I want to express
The crowd of people run through the setting sun
This heart that wants to cry is screaming
The sun is looking and laughing at me
In the space where, tired of crying, I slumber, I dream of
Whether or not you'll come to meet me I Miss You
"I miss you"...that single phrase, I wrote in the sand
The blue of the ocean that day was too bright
"Goodbye"...that word, if I say it
I wonder if I can be saved from this feeling that's going to burst