Sweet Sour Cherry Animob

Hi miss Alice 
What kind of dreams 
Do you see 
With your eyes of glass? 
Do they fascinate you? 

Again 
My heart is torn 
And bleeding 
I mend it but 
My memories 
Pierce the openings

Hi miss Alice 
To whom 
Are you throwing love to 
With your fruit-like lips? 
Does it make you sad? 

The heat of my tongue 
That let me speak 
Has already cooled 
And I can't sing 
Songs of love 
Anymore 

Still you do not answer