Yasashii Ryote (Gentle Hands)

I pull your icy hands toward me
We spent the flowing of time
These eyes watched from far away
What will likely be reflected there?

The moon shines upon those icy fingers
Icy tears were overflowing
A dream where I look up to the heavens
I turn my eyes to that distant time

I extend my hand into the darkness
I cannot return anymore from here
If I came to myself in the middle of a memory
The me who was closed off could see

The you who believes will come
Someday we two shall meet
Until the time when we can feel ends
I can feel your warm hands

Imprisoned in a glass cage
These wounded feelings will not thaw
I will go quietly beyond the darkness
To where the light most likely reaches

Surely the light spills forth
It wraps warmly around me
As I hide away from reality
Losing sight of that most important thing

The you who believes will come
Someday we two shall meet
Until the time when we can feel ends
I can feel your warm hands

I pull your icy hands toward me
We spent the flowing of time
These eyes watched from far away
What will likely be reflected there?

What will likely be reflected there