Gerbera

Today's forecast is varying as always.
And I fake a yawn like I don't notice.
While observing from the roof,
And picturing you in the wind, since you're not here beside me.
I bet just beyond here it's a downpour of rain.
And with some imagination, clouds like marbles.
"I'll meet you in the morning when the gerbera flutter down."
Like a flower facing the sun, I'll just close my eyes.
Even a lie is okay. I don't mind.
Fluttering by, just going with the wind.
A pattern in the sky that's fit for a song.
I'm watching the panorama landscape from above.
Humming a melody that won't come.
You're flowing in the wind when you're not here beside me.
It feels like the world has frozen in place.
Just like that forever, so we'll never fall.
"I'll meet you in the morning when the gerbera flutter down."
Like a flower facing the sun, I'll just close my eyes.
Even a lie is okay. I don't mind.
Fluttering by, just going with the wind.
"From now on" is a lie, "From then on" is a lie, Only "goodbye" is real.
"I'll meet you in the morning when the gerbera flutter down."
Like a flower facing the sun, I'll just close my eyes.
Straight ahead is the blinding sunlight, always shining,
In that faltering brightness, I saw a beautiful dream.
Even a lie is okay. I don't mind.
Fluttering by, just going with the wind.
Fluttering by, just going with the wind.