i tried to tell you many times but
my words didn't reach you it's weird isn't it
i wish i could just go up to where you are
but my knees laugh at me as if saying 'it serves you right'

if i were alive
there's a song i wrote for you to hear
after all, i was too embarassed and i didn't let you hear
but i want to sing it to you someday

it would be nice, if it reached you someday