-I look to you.-

I'm in my room looking outside

The clouds gradually move as birds slowly fly

A beautiful color expands like a creative painting of an unknown artist

Mixing together with the colors of the sky,

He walks off his house, taking his broken bike he circles into that endless mist

Waiting for things that won't become true

I look at you

I crave you.

Still you don't have any clue

How much I look to you.

Little by little his broad back become thinner and the street broader

I still crave you

Wishing for you turn around

Like a hopeless Stockholm syndrome sufferer

-I look to you.-

My feet are numb, my eyes are hurting as I see you slowly walking away

Unchain me from this invisible prison

I look at you as you go astray

I don't need a reason

-I look to you.-

I want release of this painful craving

Yet I feel so glad in this cruel yet so sweet imprisonment

Too late to turn back, you are leaving

And I'm still enjoying this bitter yet sugary punishment

-I look to you.-

As your figure fades on the skyline

Still crave you

I'm still stuck in this roofline

Ending this sweet yet painful feeling.

-I cry for you.-