With You Kanako Yamamoto

We spoke for hours before we met
I knew your voice like the back of my hand
I’d rather go back to the past
Cuz I'm a ghost these days, no longer last
I’d rather let go of all I have
Cuz my dreams have more colors
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We lost the hours where we lay
In old hotel rooms across the bay
I’d rather make life out of that
But it’s fantasy I couldn’t trust
I’d rather retrace steps we made
Cuz my dreams have more colors
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