Selling gold in a garden of ladies
In a blue of city and sky
I have box of fallen petals
To wave the emperor goodbye
It was a good dream a long time ago
To have my first kiss under the cherry trees in Tokyo
Under the cherry trees in Tokyo
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
I don’t wanna write a different story
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
I don’t wanna write a different story
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
I was lost in a room of statues
With the small (?) thousand cigars
Still hiding broken petals
(?)
It was a good dream a long time ago
To have my first kiss under the cherry trees in Tokyo
Under the cherry trees in Tokyo
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
I don’t wanna write a different story
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
I don’t wanna write a different story
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
Living like it’s suicide
Waking up to lullabies
We are! We are!
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
I don’t wanna write a different story
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
I don’t wanna write a different story
I don’t wanna give my heart tonight
Under the cherry trees in Tokyo
Under the cherry trees in Tokyo
Under the cherry trees in Tokyo