Bucolic

You've always been the complicated half of us
Autumn brown eyes
The interesting part of a story to be told
The storm before the lull

Dandelion was blown
Floating in the wind
Until the storm came down
Until the storm came down

Don't say you are lost in the battlefield
All alone

You've always been the passionate half of us
Scent of autumn flowers
The interesting part, what's filled, what's null
The storm before the lull

Dandelion was blown
Floating in the wind
Until the storm came down
Until the storm came down

Don't say you are lost in the battlefield
All alone

You're floating in the wind
You're floating in the wind
You're floating in the wind
You're floating in the wind

You're floating in the wind
You're floating in the wind
You're floating in the wind
You're floating in the wind

Just like a dandelion

You're floating in the wind
You're floating in the wind
You're floating in the wind