Scent
You were a fool to hesitate
And I, who walk alone
Still holding on to you, am slow, slow
But where did I want to go with these slow steps?
I wanted to say it
But my lips just didn’t part
I wanted to hold you
But my arms just couldn’t reach out
I wished for you to understand
I was terribly naïve
But the haunting scent
That passed me by with the hem of your skirt
Makes my heart crumble
Makes a sigh escape me
Once more, once more, to you
Forgetting is still slow, slow
To me, to me
I wanted to say it
But my lips just didn’t part
I wanted to hold you
But my arms just couldn’t reach out
I wished for you to understand
I was terribly naïve
But the haunting scent
That passed me by with the hem of your skirt
Makes my heart crumble
Makes a sigh escape me
Once more, once more, to you