Baby, you want to pilot
You grip the joystick into standby
Want my heart, then want my love
No more swingster kiss
I say “NO” to a half-hearted style
A fly-away love is for me
Beautiful, excuse me
If you want.
La la possibilities.
Point I don’t care
That is how much fake
Point, the one in two
But ring up love
What ’bout my star~
What ’bout my star~
What ’bout my star~
What ’bout my star~
ahh~~uu~~
Let me know: what do you want?
I will give you
How fantastic to believe you.
My love.
What ’bout my star~
What ’bout my star~
What ’bout my star~
What ’bout my star~


 


When they blossom, they blossom by themselves. All by themselves. 兰歌的歌：）