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i so wanted (english version)
lyrics & music: rie fu
don¡¯t call me up for an empty date
i wanna get thru to you and get out of this state
tokyo in the winter time,as i walk on by.
hear the lights like a lullaby.
it¡¯s got the message that¡¯s in the air
count the colors,& colors beware.
*i so wanted to be in your heart.
i so wanted to be in your heart.
but you wanted her and me on my own.
you don¡¯t know that it left another hole
last night i wrote something like it¡¯s more than pain
and secret numbness is all that remains
tokyo in the summer time and night time blues.
go take some break,but don¡¯t tell me what to do.
it¡¯s got the message that¡¯s in the air
count the colors,& colors beware.
*repeat
don¡¯t run to summer time,it¡¯s just nostalgia.
don¡¯t run to summer time,it¡¯s just the radio.
the surface could be sweet but poisonous inside.
just get away with some old cliche
but when the words get life,it¡¯s hard to say
you will never know how i felt inside
it¡¯s got the message that¡¯s in the air
count the colors,& colors beware.
lyrics & music: rie fu
don¡¯t call me up for an empty date
i wanna get thru to you and get out of this state
tokyo in the winter time,as i walk on by.
hear the lights like a lullaby.
it¡¯s got the message that¡¯s in the air
count the colors,& colors beware.
*i so wanted to be in your heart.
i so wanted to be in your heart.
but you wanted her and me on my own.
you don¡¯t know that it left another hole
last night i wrote something like it¡¯s more than pain
and secret numbness is all that remains
tokyo in the summer time and night time blues.
go take some break,but don¡¯t tell me what to do.
it¡¯s got the message that¡¯s in the air
count the colors,& colors beware.
*repeat
don¡¯t run to summer time,it¡¯s just nostalgia.
don¡¯t run to summer time,it¡¯s just the radio.
the surface could be sweet but poisonous inside.
just get away with some old cliche
but when the words get life,it¡¯s hard to say
you will never know how i felt inside
it¡¯s got the message that¡¯s in the air
count the colors,& colors beware.
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