On the usual walk home. You walk a little ahead. My pace never quite catches yours. I still cannot say "if only we could walk side by side." The evening air is cold. The tip of my hair almost touches yours but never does. If you were cold I would have given up long ago. But you are kind so I keep hoping. I want to call us a "we." I cannot. Not yet. Just for tonight I do not want to treat my love as something small. May I quietly pray to be properly chosen? The night wind pushes my back. Your footsteps land one step ahead of mine. Even so I keep wishing to be next to you.
anata to aruku kaerimichi
hon no sukoshi dake
mae wo anata ga aruiteru
watashi wa ushiro kara
onaji peesu ni naranai
sore ga futari no itsumo
narande aruketara
sou kuchi ni shitara
zenbu kowaresou de
kotoba wo nomikomu
narabenai futari no mama
konya mo anata wo miteiru
tsumetai hito nara
akiramerareta noni
yasashii kara mada
negatte shimau
kono mama suki de iru
korekara no hanashi
futari no ashita
sonna kotoba wo dasu to
anata no me ga sukoshi
yoso wo muku
warui hito de wa nai
sore dake wa wakatteru
matsu koto ga ai nara
hanareru koto wa
watashi wo mamoru no
kotae ga kowai
narabenai futari no mama
konya mo anata wo omou
yasashikute
hanarerarenai
aisarete iru hazu nanoni
samishisa ga kienai
kono mama de wa kurushii
anata wo semetai
wake ja nai
anata wo nakushitai
wake demo nai
tada tonari de itai
chanto erabaretai
futari to yobitai
mada yobenai mama
narabenai futari dakedo
suki de iru koto wo
karuku wa shitakunai
anata no yasashisa de
mata kitai shite shimau
itsuka naraberu hi made
chiisaku negatte ii desu ka
narabenai futari
soredemo mada suki
tonari wo negau
