Your palm touched me just a little
It was cold, as if it were crying

With this kind of body heat, I couldn’t warm it
If only I’d been born human—
That’s what I thought

The kindness in you that only I know
So cold, yet so warm
If I hadn’t heard your song, I wouldn’t have known
That loneliness, too

If I had just one wish to come true
If there’s an unbreakable red string,
I want it to tie us together

I know how fragile
This connection with you is
That’s why I want a charm to protect it

My hand wrapped around your palm
Big and gentle—just like you

These hands played the guitar
Rewrote the lyrics over and over
And to that, I sang

But you know—

It’s okay to stop making music
You hurt others, and you got hurt too
Even if you can’t sing your song anymore
I’ll be thinking of you in the dark

If the night never ends
If the rain never stops
Even if you can’t go anywhere—it’s not your fault

There’s no way I could say “stay with me”
I just want you to be happy

If you’re still going to make music—
Then let me sing
Let me sing
Let me sing