counting for a perfect world to mind... us.
One can be a word that counts as lonely...
Two can be as lonely as each can be...
Searching and pretending
as we wander through this world...
Can we ever know
where hearts go?
Three is ever perfect just as clear minds...
Four till nine is given to one who finds...
Searching and pretending...
We'll never know...
Can't we say hello?
Do we still just look to counting...
Until we face each mountain...
Worlds make such a part
with love...
For we know all what accounts...
Just show just announce...
If we add the fractions
to the simple answer
then each love will figure
to one perfect world...
None is just where one pretends and won... ders,
counting for a perfect world to mind... us.
If we add the fractions
to the simple answer
then each love will figure
to one perfect world...
None is just where one pretends and won... ders,
counting for a perfect world to mind... us.
None is just where one pretends and won... ders,
counting for a perfect world to mind... us.
Vision of Escaflowne, Perfect world
