I take a break-but your voice pesters me
So I keep writing in 3-2-1
But it's harsh, of course it's harsh
When will you come back to me?
I can write just fine, and I'm still alive
But even though I live, it's a lonely life
But I live-I write and I live
So that I'll be able to reach you over there
No, you're not a goblin-no, I don't care about your chest size
No, I'm not mad-And yes, you can love me
Yes, you can kiss me-yes, you can hug me
Yes, we can be together forever soon
Whenever I read your book, it makes me so happy
I'm alive, but I miss you
I read your new book-it was rather sweet
But I beg you to wait so that I can reply
Hey, am I a goblin? Hey, do you care about my chest size?
Hey, are you mad? And can I love you?
Hey, can I kiss you? Hey, can I hug you?
I was wondering if we could be together forever when I return
No, you're not a goblin-no, I don't care about your chest size
No, I'm not mad-And yes, you can love me
Yes, you can kiss me-yes, you can hug me
Yes, we can be together forever soon
"You're smiling." "So are you."
"Are you crying?" "You are too!"
"I love you." "I love you too."
"We'll be together forever now."
"Together forever."