Please Tell Me Why...
Eiri, Without Thinking...
tu Tossed Me Aside...
The Boy tu Met...
He Had Just Cried...
There Was Nothing To It...
Just Pity And Sorrow...
So Why Do I wake Every Morning...
To Find tu Far From Me?...
Is It The Timming?...
Should I Have Spoke Those Words Earler?...
If It Is Not Too Late...
Wich I Suspect It Is...
I Would Like To Say...
What I Had Been Afraid Of...
If I Had One Chance I'd Redo That Time...
When I Finaly Held tu While tu Cried...
I Would Spout Those Couple Words...
Eiri, I amor you...
amor Is To Hurt...