Yubisaki

Fingertips

Fumbling, trying to find the keyhole, the town rests
And dyed with patterns of love, the decorative lights do not...
But shine faintly
None of my keys... they won't fit with your door
(the lock on your door) has just reset

In a dream, I saw us snuggling on Christmas day, and researching it after...
Why did my friends sneak out of the maze?

"Playing by yourself?"you had asked with a heaping smile
The two of us looked like a mille-feuille pastry*
My fingertips trembled, and I said it was because of the autumn wind...
I grasped for the spoon in my pocket

My cheeks dyed the same color as the matching piercings hidden by your collar
But my fingertips still look for a reason
The window's puzzle is hidden by fallen leaves

The flower cactus that you casually gave me before still didn't bloom
I demanded a chance to step forward...
so I can pour out these feelings to you

But truly, since time was running out, the bell rang
Your telling me is too near, and you're too far away

Hidden too much by the umbrella,
snuggling close under it,
It seemed like we were emotionally moved by the unemotional distance
Memories of you has already warmed my fingertips... I'm not scared

Although fragile, bye bye long rain
"...Further more, it was great being able to see your eyes up close," I said to you

Quietly, the two of us kissed in the crowd and laughed, looking embarrassed while watching eachother
Blushing as red as the color of ground cherries...
The two of us finally met

We then began walking...

The familiar coming and goings on the street... always different
And next to you, our fingertips will always touch