unrequited
I'm sorry you can't see the stars from where we are ; But at least we can still sit under the stainless moon ; Wishes can't be made tonight so I'll go back home, and make you a thousand cranes ; Tie each one on a string so they won't fly alone ; My hands are sore and bleeding, but for you I'll do anything ; Wishes can't be made tonight, and maybe I'll make cranes of my own ; And maybe, just maybe, you'll love me too.
I'm sorry you can't see the stars from where we are ; But at least we can still sit under the stainless moon ; Wishes can't be made tonight so I'll go back home, and make you a thousand cranes ; Tie each one on a string so they won't fly alone ; My hands are sore and bleeding, but for you I'll do anything ; Wishes can't be made tonight, and maybe I'll make cranes of my own ; And maybe, just maybe, you'll love me too.