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

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