A long time ago, I thought I’d drag the woman of my dreams and take her to a nice western dinner with a big ballroom. The orchestra would be playing and I’d ask her to dance… The slow dance of course! Why humiliate myself if I can’t even get to put my arms around her? *quirks eyebrow*
Of course the -plan- was to have Chou get the lyrics to her. Oh and why did you think she could understand english? *shakes head* You really are an ahou… Ah but of course you -do- know that correct?
Either way, I would’ve procured the translation much earlier since I am not a patient man… Aside from that I do like to be in the “know” and be the “first”. *smirks*
Unfortunately, I woke up… And everything was just a dream (not to be taken literally). *sighs* I don’t think I’ll be able to dance with her, whoever she is. *chuckles* So for now I’ll just put it up here until she does come along, my wife, my lover, my friend. *shrugs*
the moment you come into view;
chances are you think that I’m in love with you.
Just because my composure sort-of slips
the moment that your lips meet mine,
chances are you think my heart’s your Valentine.
In the magic of moonlight,
when I sigh hold me close, dear
chances are you believe
the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes.
Guess you feel you’ll always be
the one and only one for me
and if you think you could,
well, chances are your chances are awfully good!
The chances are your chances are awfully good!
Kizu (my writer) I think is out of her mind. The multitude of songs that she has is astounding and I like to go through them, waiting for that perfect moment. *shrugs* It might never happen though, so I’ll just pretend it did.