歌词语境宇宙
He was the moon
Painting you
With it's glow so vulnerable and pale
He was the moon
Painting you
With it's glow so vulnerable and pale
That you like hime and you don't like me I ask you out
It never fails You're too busy painting your mails
I feel so lame I am so ashamed Boy do I got it made
That you like hime and you don't like me I ask you out
It never fails You're too busy painting your mails
I feel so lame I am so ashamed Boy do I got it made