Nerdy girl, she thinks too much of self-inflicted places where
the flowers bloom all year - and he is there.
Sits just seats away with his back to her,
the fictive love of the cla** monitor,
the thrill is there and at night she conjures...
(itsuka kurun desho, matteru)
I can feel it, I can feel it
I know you want me, I see it
Can you feel it, can you feel it
You'll say you love me and mean it
I can see it, I can see it
I know you'll love me and mean it
Whispers softly in her ear, or takes her by the hand, or maybe
compliments her on her lovely hair.
(dosh**e konaino? dosh**e?)
One day he smiles and, oh, she blushes, runs away...
fruition's not the perfect way to end all adolescent crushes...
(ima kite - itsuka!)