[Verse 1]
Through the blueness framed in the open notebook
I search for your figure in the chime at the end
An awkward, vague timbre that can't be notated in music score
Is locked away in my chest

[Chorus]
The memories traced by your caressing fingers
What words can express them into song, I wonder?
While feeling your affection only in my dreams
At the time we are born
We start off alone
That was something I had started to forget, hadn't I?

[Verse 2]
In this scenery I've grown used to, there's something missing
I look at the night sky, with only a meager wisp of moonlight
Wanting to cry, I gave up
In the still unfinished diary
Will I be able to say it tomorrow?

[Chorus]
The fleeting butterfly which softly alights on my finger
At this late at night, to where could it be flying off?
While having become a light in the deep darkness
At the time we are born, we start off alone
It's the same for everyone, isn't it?
[Bridge]
These memories graced with your sound
What words can express them into song, I wonder?

[Chorus]
The gentleness traced by these fingers
Will it someday become someone's love, I wonder?
While feeling your affection only in my dreams
At the time we are born
We start off alone
That was something I had started to forget, after all

[Outro]
It's all the same
It's all the same