飯能サイクリング 有間ダム～倉掛峠～八徳の一本桜
and talk with secret signs. We dance past curfews in our minds. Storms and paper shoes, chasing colors only we could choose. Coin flips in a wishing jar. paint the clouds like movie stars. Sticky notes on Monday. It always turned my gray to blue. Every detour, every glitch felt like glitter in the pitch. We stitched a map from smiles and spins where every fall just let us win. We flew somewhere. Every step a brand new beat are echo waking sleepy streets. Bubblegum wars and secret codes. Scribbled hearts on dusty roads. You caught my silence midair turned it into something rare. Every misstep, every twist sparkle light. Fireworks kiss. Even when the crowd moved on, we stayed right where joy belongs. Confetti skies and matching scars collected like forgotten stars. With every leaf, we broke the frame. We wrote rules in our own name. No ribbons, no parade, just sunlight on the plans we made. In a world that’s been too fast, we built a meant to Sunny sky with water last. No need for looking back at past. You’re not a chapter. You’re the whole story in my head. Fade away. Things we didn’t say. Everyone You know there need to go down Thank you. Hey. Hey sneakers on the schoolyard grounds and summer wind it would never end fading on the wall. Dreams too big. We tried them all. Every scar, a story told. Every dare felt brave and bold. We were chasing colors that would never stay. Still we painted anyway. Hey, those lemon days, they tasted wild and free. Every laugh, every fall memory, even if they fade away someday, I’ll still smile for those lemon days. Late night calls that blush. Secret notes and gentle hush. Hearts that bloomed then flew apart. Still they glow inside my heart. Time keeps running. We can’t hold it tight. But it still feels so right. Hey, those lemon days so bitter sweet and true. Every dream was shining next to you. Even when the colors start to stray, I’ll keep dancing through those lend days. All the tears and all the tears are brought us here. All the joy and ache inside of me. Even as they softly drift away, I still sing about those lemon days. Hey, those lemon days, they never really die. They just hide behind the summer sky. Every beat still echoes when I play. Forever young in those lemon days. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Fore! Foreign! Foreign! up. Chairs left to hell skew on the lawn. Laughter still huming where the footprints are gone. A ribbon caught on a branch like a secret. The way you turned like you already knew it. The table was scattered with halfin wine. A breeze moved slow like it was keeping time. You brushed a crumb from your sleep. Still smiling and I meize the sky quietly shining. Did you feel it too? How the world leaned in? How silence held more than the violence. We were caught in that kind of light where joy doesn’t need to be loud. Every color felt just right. As if the clouds had stepped aside somehow. And though it’s gone and never quietly, it lingers like the warmth on your sleeve. Oh, I found a petal tucked into my coat. A moment that stayed while the flow. fast. No speeches, just glances and hush like the whole day was built on a gentle rush. You tilted your head like a question, but I understood some things mask. We were held in that kind of light. With a quiet said more than the cheers, every breath felt deep and wide. And time folded in like it’s done for years. Even now I still can’t believe some days are meant just to be received. No frames could capture what drifted there. But I keep it between heartbeats and air. Not to relive it, but just to recall that once we had it all. We belonged in that kind of light. Not a moment, but something that stays even after it says good night. It echoes in unspoken ways. I don’t need to chase or retreat. Some joys are just meant to breathe. Yes, we danced in that kind of light where nothing was forced yet all was full. And though the echo slip out of sight, they’re stitched in the seams of the beautiful. And if I could choose where I’d be, I’d still be right there quietly. That’s not Get it. Oh my Nice. Nice. Nice. This Yeah. Salute. Heat. I never knew the colors in the air could shift so deep just cuz you were there. The way you laughed, the way you looked at me, it opened doors I never thought I’d see. I used to run from things I couldn’t name. Chasing comfort, lost in my own flame. But with your touch, the noise began to slow. And something gentle in me starts to grow. I don’t have all the answers yet, but I’m learning how to care. Your name is where my heart resets and I’m not scared. You change the way I see the sky. You taught me how to breathe and why. It’s not just love, it’s something more. It’s who I am, what I was made for. I watch you sleep and all the noise is gone. Like every piece of doubt has been withdrawn. Still there’s fear in how much I believe. But I choose you each time I feel it in me. I won’t pretend I’ll never fall, but I’ll reach for you each time. Your trust has made me stand so tall. I’ve drawn the line. You changed the way I see the sky. You showed me how to live, not hide. This isn’t just a passing flame. is where I end and where you start again. There was a time I only thought of me. Now I find strength in vulnerability. Your voice became the map I hold. The one that turns my silence into gold. You changed the way I see the sky. You gave me room to laugh and cry. This love’s not perfect, but it’s true. And every broken part leads back to you. Change the way I see my past. You made me someone built to last. Not just a man who loves and fears, but one who stays and chooses to be near. Heat. Heat. Yes, heat. That’s all right. Heat. Heat. Heat. Heat.