空はふきげん

When I wake up in the morning

The flower on my bedside table is wilting

The blank page of my notebook is

Lying by the pillow

There is an empty space

Where my love was

Yesterday just became today

“So, where shall I go from here?”

Moody sky is about to rain

I filled a vase with

A bundle of morning coldness

The reflection in the mirror

Assure me I was OK

Then I turned around and went outside

“Well, where shall I go now?”

The moody sky is about to rain