Out of Reach
Give me the things that I want
And I'll be happy
Tell me I ain't gonna receive those
And it's probably true.
I've long been crying for the moon
Yet tears just flowed down my cratered face
Honestly, I'm hurt
Every time the moon illuminates the dark night.
I'd rather catch a shooting star
At least, it falls down from the sky
I can reach for it with all my might
But, it'll disapear so quick.
Some things aren't just meant for you
And some things are just meant for you
Wait until the sun will smile
'Cause everyday is a new day not to cry.
- Ichiraku Ramen
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