Saturday, June 11, 2011

Curious Play (closing theme)


If I were to call out your name, I might wake up suddenly.
I should’ve known this was too good to be true.
There’s no way the same coincidence could happen twice.

Your eyes never leave a girl in the crowd with the same hairstyle as me.
You must be looking for someone.
Maybe you’re in love with her?

But when our eyes finally met, that girl turned out to be me.
No way, this can’t be, you’re walking towards me.


Flames of passion begin to run through my entire body.
I had better keep my wits about me, otherwise I might be consumed.
But I can’t exactly today. I feel like a little lost kitten.
If you show me the slightest compassion, I’ll just have to follow you home.

But now, what you’re telling me is just too much the same.
You’re saying the exact same thing you told me in the dream last night.

There’s a one in a million possibility that my dream could come true.
But you tell me, "That ‘one in a million’ is me."

Flames of passion burn intensely.
I must extinguish them right away before I get hurt.
But I can’t, exactly. I kind of want to get closer to you.
When you’re not even tangible, you can’t expect me to catch up to you.

But when our eyes finally met, that girl turned out to be me.
No way, this can’t be, you’re walking towards me.

Flames of passion begin to run through my entire body.
I had better keep my wits about me, otherwise I might be consumed.
But I can’t exactly today. I feel like a little lost kitten.
If you show me the slightest compassion, I’ll just have to follow you home.

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