Thus spoke gentle machine – the perfect me
Lady, It’s the story for one dream
You conformed to a better type
Fine, I show you what you want
The man who the empty
He didn’t know the moon
It’s mean to be a motorcycle
If you wanna save him,
Must admit him,
And be free more than typhoon
It is fine for me
Lady seeks a morning
then we talk in beachside forever
The shine peak is once
Never cycle with the law for laser sign
Why do you look into my eyes？
We all do？
Why do you look into my eyes with such color？
But why you are here, when no one hath eyes！
If you wanna sink in feel
It is known, love
It’s mean to be a motorcycle
If you wanna save him,
It is known, love
And be free more than typhoon
It is fine for me
Lady seeks a morning
then we talk in beachside forever
The shine peak is once
Never cycle with the law for laser sign