The aurora connects all of the world’s loneliness and covers the night sky, It shines on through tonight; just how many wishes will be granted? Just how many desires will be delivered onward to a tomorrow we’ve yet to see? As if to conceal the point of connection, I told a lie, Because you are the most precious thing in this world to me. I quiet my voice; in a house hidden within the forest, I’m looking up at the night sky outside my window, waiting for the morning. The aurora connects all of the world’s loneliness and covers up all the sorrow, The prayers know no end; just how many wishes will be granted? Just how many desires will be delivered onward to a tomorrow we’ve yet to see? In order to hide my confusion, I bite my finger, Because feeling the warmth flow away is the sensation I trust most. The more this anxiety picks up in pace, the less I’m able to see, As I search for where tomorrow is headed. The aurora connects all of the world’s loneliness and covers the night sky, And I have no clue where to go. Just how much time has gone flowing by? Just how many tears must I shed to find my way out from here? The aurora connects all of the world’s loneliness and covers up all the sorrow, The prayers know no end; just how many wishes will be granted? Just how many desires will be delivered onward to a tomorrow we’ve yet to see?
The aurora connects all of the world’s loneliness and covers the night sky, It shines on through tonight; just how many wishes will be granted? Just how many desires will be delivered onward to a tomorrow we’ve yet to see?
As if to conceal the point of connection, I told a lie, Because you are the most precious thing in this world to me. I quiet my voice; in a house hidden within the forest, I’m looking up at the night sky outside my window, waiting for the morning.
The aurora connects all of the world’s loneliness and covers up all the sorrow, The prayers know no end; just how many wishes will be granted? Just how many desires will be delivered onward to a tomorrow we’ve yet to see?
In order to hide my confusion, I bite my finger, Because feeling the warmth flow away is the sensation I trust most. The more this anxiety picks up in pace, the less I’m able to see, As I search for where tomorrow is headed.
The aurora connects all of the world’s loneliness and covers the night sky, And I have no clue where to go. Just how much time has gone flowing by? Just how many tears must I shed to find my way out from here?
The aurora connects all of the world’s loneliness and covers up all the sorrow, The prayers know no end; just how many wishes will be granted? Just how many desires will be delivered onward to a tomorrow we’ve yet to see?
If i die i want this song to play in my funeral
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Hi Anna Chan, love your cover. May I know what software u are using?
Akane Sasu just movie Maker 🎵