Every morning at the same time, I ride the third car of the same train. At some point I started following someone with my eyes, someone whose name and face I barely know. It's not that I want to talk to you. I don't even want to know your name. Just being able to breathe the same air warms my chest. The train sways, our shoulders draw near, but we never touch. That distance is just right. Today I stayed on just one stop too far. I wanted to be together a little longer, until you got off. Tomorrow again, at the same time, in the same place, I'll probably find myself searching for you. I'm in love with someone whose name I don't even know. And that alone makes every morning a little special.
mado no soto nagareteku
kimi ni kizuita
maiasa onaji jikan
sanryoume no doa
namae mo shiranai noni
sugata wo sagashiteru
iyahon kara moreru
kimi no suki na oto
donna kyoku darou
kikenai mama de ii
hanashikaketai wake janai
tada onaji kuuki wo
sutte itai dake
sore dake de ii
onaji densha no sanryoume
kimi ga iru dake de
mune ga atatakai
namae wo shiritai to wa omowanai
kono kyori ga choudo ii
yureru tabi chikazuku kata
furenai mama
kyou mo koko ni iru
ato hito eki dake
norisugoshita
kimi ga oriru made
mou sukoshi dake
mokutekichi ni tsuku no ga
oshii nante
hajimete no koto
ashita mo mata
onaji jikan ni
onaji basho de
kimi wo sagasu
onaji densha no sanryoume
kimi ga iru dake de
iki ga yawarakai
tokubetsu na koto wa nanimo nai
kono kyori ga choudo ii
yureru tabi chikazuku kata
furenai mama
mata ashita