now that she’s back in the atmosphere
with drops of jupiter in her hair, hey, hey~
she acts like summer and walks like rain
reminds me that there’s time to change, hey, hey~
since the return from her stay on the moon
she listens like spring and talks like june, hey, hey…
tell me, did you sail across the sun?
did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded, and that heaven was overrated?
and tell me, did you fall for fall a shooting star, one without a permanent scar?
and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there…? ♥