Twisted Maple Trees

Inside my mind
I wonder where we'll go
You walk two steps ahead of my bare feet

Dark sky is seen
Through twisted maple trees
I don't know why but
I hope you don't look back

You're fine
I'm wrong
It's always on my side
I'm dead
My fault
You can not forgive me

You shade your face
And murmur something like
"Should I regret the color of my dress?"

You're fine
I'm wrong
It's always on my side
I'm dead
My fault
You can not forgive me