[Verse 1] Why do you keep coming to see me? Always finding some little excuse... Yesterday, flowers. Today, a letter. Do you really have that much time to spare? I want to know the reason... You'd probably tell me it's none of my business, but still... I can't help worrying about you a little. [Pre-Chorus] “Your long hair is beautiful.” You said it so casually. “I see it in the mirror every day.” That was all I could manage to say. When you say it like you've only just noticed, I really don't know what to do with you. [Hook] You really are impossible, you know. I don't need diamonds. You really are impossible, you know. I'd rather have your letters. I don't need jewels. I'd rather have a little of your time. And the very next week, you brought me a little stone... And somehow, that made me happier than anything. [Verse 2] In spring, I think of you. Perhaps I'm the one with too much time. Perhaps I really am. I read your letter three times, so I suppose I'm just as bad. I was going to throw it away. I really was. But somehow... I tucked it away somewhere deep inside my heart. [Pre-Chorus] “You've been looking beautiful lately.” That's what you said. “Nothing's changed.” That's what I told you... And yet that night, I found myself reading your letter again. [Hook] You really are impossible, you know. Am I supposed to laugh? You really are impossible, you know. Should I be angry? You really are impossible, you know. Should I simply roll my eyes? Still unable to find the answer, I fall asleep again tonight. [Bridge] In spring, I think of you. In summer, I think of you. In autumn, I think of you. “In winter, I want you beside me.” How am I supposed to respond when you say things like that? It troubles me. It really does. Spring, summer, autumn, winter... Somehow, you're there in every season. What am I supposed to do? I'd only just learned how to smile again... [Last Hook] You really are impossible, you know. Why is it those words of yours are the ones I keep remembering? You really are impossible, you know. Nothing should have changed. And yet... the mornings without you feel just a little too quiet. [Outro] Summer has arrived. Nothing has changed yet. There's only one thing I know for certain. You really do know how to trouble me... ... Though perhaps I'm the one who's been troubling you. And still... I'd like to stay just like this a little longer. When autumn comes... stay with me then, too.
