That day, I sketched to make you laugh Want to draw your joyful face Want to try and save your smile
Said to move as you please You seemed lost
Somehow it looked like you wanted me to choose Seems like you're use to it
Asked you to laugh, and you laughed Not to move, and you didn't move To hold this, and you held it Not to look away, you didn't look away Asked if you want to stop, and you stopped
My painting was good but on the canvas there were only dark colors We spent time together We learned we can't understand each other
That day, I sketched to make you laugh Wanting to draw your joyful face
Wanting to try and save your smile
You laugh happily when I said You look good in the gray sweater I didn't think such words would make you happy
Asked you to laugh, you didn't seem to like it Not to move, you seemed sad To hold this, you threw it away Not to look away, you got mad Asked if you want to stop, and you sigh
My painting was no good, but on the canvas there were only bright colors But we spent time facing each other We learned to understand each other
Dark pictures, bright pictures kept in the corner Are there more dark pictures？ After all, the ones I put up After all, the bright ones To be able to put them up, after all