Tears and rain flow down my cheeks,
As I stumble toward his broken body...

Four years are gone,
A bad habit returning...

The thought grows steady in my head
As the days are whipped away from us...

Asti, be mine
Being gay is no crime...

Though I long to tell you
And have you welcome me...

Walk around
Not quite floating...

Pain and suffering
Is kept inside of us...

You are my favorite friend
In the whole wide world...

I love the way you grin
The way your whole face smiles when you're glad...

I'll end this obsession
No doubt and no question...

Half a year has passed
Since I first loved you...

If I took a chance,
Didn’t let the moment pass...