Ghost Heart
Your heart is dead--it doesn't beat
Your soul is cold--it doesn't feel
Let me take your hand and make you free
Come. Let me be your wings, my dark-haired angel of despair.
I'll reach out a hand and make your heart beat--I'll make your heart beat with mine.
Mamoru.
Your mind is free--it doesn't stay still
Your soul is bright--it doesn't dim
Let me take your heart and make it my own
Come. Let me be your anchor, my golden-haired angel of life.
I'll reach out my hand and make your eyes shine--I'll make your eyes shine with love.
Usagi.