I soar up higher and higher
I see the camomile fields
Love’s ending
Cause of you
I can’t consider my message
I’m blase from it
We’ve tried and we failed
But we saw the camomile fields
Not more from me
Thanks for the love
I must leave you
That fragrance is setting me free and I let myself go
I want you to adore me
Hold me if you are feeling my message
Is it can be
I’m a victim on this war
I had a queer feeling when I wanted more
We are in the past
That drama was the last
Thanks for the love
I must leave you
Nothing more