Bucolic

You've always been the complicated half of us

Autumn brown eyes

The interesting part of a story to be told

The storm before the lull

Dandelion was blown

Floating in the wind

Until the storm came down

Until the storm came down

Don't say you are lost in the battlefield

All alone

You've always been the passionate half of us

Scent of autumn flowers

The interesting part, what's filled, what's null

The storm before the lull

Dandelion was blown

Floating in the wind

Until the storm came down

Until the storm came down

Don't say you are lost in the battlefield

All alone

You're floating in the wind

You're floating in the wind

You're floating in the wind

You're floating in the wind

You're floating in the wind

You're floating in the wind

You're floating in the wind

You're floating in the wind

Just like a dandelion

You're floating in the wind

You're floating in the wind

You're floating in the wind