Not Signed For Yet

Delivery letters everyday
Delivering for you
Believing for you right?
The postman is already seems a bit scared

You sing for me
Smile for me
Scatter down for me
Every love letter
Has the feeling of missing someone

And when you get it yet you don't think you have it
You are never willing to personally say that love is already enough

Until the fire is blown out and the heavy rain stops
Like a certain fresh flower losing it's age
Scattering down

And your heart gives me a written opening
It's a shame I didn't take notice, I haven't signed for it yet

I don't own everything yet
Making it difficult for you
Making it difficult for me
Who's already come to take over?

There's only tightened fists
I can't swing on the swing with you anymore

If only this sky was broad and the ground was thick
Will you please
Not forget me
It's difficult to have perfection again

If you love then you have to kiss
You have to talk
You have to confirm it
The mail needs to be signed for before you can receive it

Watching the world
Changing
Until sunset
Yet the postman seems to already be on holiday

Like hearing the words that you still have real love
Even if it was icebergs or a sea of fire, I'll look into it with you

Even if it's day or night, wind and snow falling straight down
It is my true heart that is not scared to be hit by lightning and rain