END OF SORROW

Held by thousands of stars, shouting out romance
The rusty time flows away, you were surely shaking

Sometimes, I get so scared of loving you too much
What's wrong with that?
I really can't see anything but you
Right now, the most important thing is to satisfy ourselves
Are you sure?
Yeah
I love you
I need you

End of sorrow

People probably fight chance, and then know of tears. The sepia coloured
Memories
The end of the century, it suits talking to yourself. People begin to
Realise themselves

Held by thousands of stars, shouting out romance
The rusty time flows away, shouting out pain
I'll never let you go, ah, the throbbing heart...