[M.M.C.C.] Lyrics System
Sunshine. Moon beams. Sometimes...
I can’t see any difference between them.
Morning. Midnight.
Bright star of my eyes is hiding from me.
Cry. Sometimes you make me cry over you.
Monday. One day. "Mayday".
I am calling out over the sea.
Over. Beginning. Water from my eyes is falling.
Cry. Sometimes you make me cry over you.