Send one a day
No address postcard for you
Today in Tokyo, tomorrow in Paris
I just want to tell you
I can't help learning that I can't separate
Keep looking
Gradually blurred memories
One bunch a day
There is no signed rose for you
Pretend it's you and I'm still together
You are not in your country
I miss you very much
Keep escaping
My heart would not die
If this is the best distance I love you
I am willing to leave you forever
If that's the softest hint you've ever given me
I can forget you forever
If this is the best distance I love you
I am willing to cheat myself to leave you
If this is the tenderest waiting you give me
I can walk alone
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