Lyrics Soft guitar playing from the hallway - Christopher Ma

I'm often at the end
The hallway if you'll meet me there
When there is no one left
What are we now
We're still not used to it
But after school walk home together again
The warmest tone I ever heard
Outside the door

It comes so softly now
The melancholic sound
Feeling unburdened out
I understand

We fall in love again
Under a blooming cherry tree
Drove us to the edge
Naivety rekindles what remains
A flame revealing
Understanding eyes
A foreign feel to both of us

And just when I begin
To move towards my end
The blade within my sight
I'm haunted once again
Softly now

Your last words to me
Before the great retreat
Even if we were separated
Let's both think once more
Each other's at the falling stars

We never spoke again
I couldn't save you
In the end I lied
I know now I'm not meant to live
I'm standing at the edge
In hell again

Your last words were to me
Before the great retreat
I understand
Even if we were to become separated, let's think of each other