2nd Opening Theme (39-82)
Rurouni Kenshin
2nd Opening Theme (39-82)
I pressed my ear against your back and held you tight
Your body feels like a boundary, it’s in the way
Like you might just slip away
If I stay quiet, it feels like I might break apart, this feeling
In a world within three meters
I just want to stick together more
Taking turns, bouncing and bowing, we pass by the sunflower
Swallowing the wind, it feels like we could fly
I want to be stronger than anyone, feeling your warmth for the first time
The warm rhythm of your heart sticks to mine
Tiny and tiny, our eyes and hands
God isn’t banning anything, I love you, I love you, I love you
I’m still not tired of it, adults just don’t get it
It’s painful and bittersweet, I want to show it but I’m about to burst
I’m looking away, waiting, touching my cheek with my wandering hand in my pocket
Casting a spell on the power of love
Always waiting together, walking home
The sky feels like it’s about to burst with orange, somehow happy & sad
Why were we born, we’re half of each other, right?
I try to think alone, but I’m still a bit clumsy
Throwing the ball far enough to disappear, with a strong shoulder
It felt like betrayal, I wanted to be a boy
I want to be softer than anyone, like clear water, but stronger
Like when we were little, it’s strange, tears are falling
Tiny and tiny, our eyes and hands
We’re feeling the same things, I love you, I love you, I love you
I’m still not tired of it, adults just don’t get it
Even if they say it’s out of reach, I just want to jump like this
I’ll give you a goodbye kiss, so hold me tight for the last distance
So the sun never sets
Let’s go, just the two of us watching, it’s beautiful but
I can’t say anything, something feels missing
Just like Nostradamus predicted, on the day this planet
Explodes, I want us to be one
The warm rhythm of your heart sticks to mine
Tiny and tiny, our eyes and hands
God isn’t banning anything, I love you, I love you, I love you
I’m still not tired of it, adults just don’t get it
It’s painful and bittersweet, I want to show it but I’m about to burst
I’m looking away, waiting, touching my cheek with my wandering hand in my pocket
Casting a spell on the power of love, so the sun never sets