Aiko, geography has got the better of us againnI know you wanna gonAnd I am to be singingnTo the tail of an aeroplanennSo I fold these pieces of goldnInto animals so I can fashion a chainnThat will bridge the gap between these continentsnnAiko, your father's smile has been summoned to other shoresnThere's a man over there with a gentleman with a bownWho invites you to take to the floornnPack your traveling casenWith your ribbons and lacenFor his blood must be furnished with excellent tastenBut it might burn a hole in your paper facennAnd so you run towards the things you haven't gotnJust to day goodbye againnBut do you think of me as he unlocks your kneesnAt the Terrance Garden?nnPretty pictures in the window blindsnLooking out looks so good wit the winter behindnLike it is playing a banjo to a Tennessee linenAnd the three of the cowboys perfectly alignednnDoes the sky of a Tokyo knownHow a river can flow like the strokenOf a violin bow?nLike a hand will run across the milky skynnBut you can take these treesnAnd this summer breezenOn this stupid looking daynAnd you can send it all to the JapanesenNow my love has gone away.nn(Japanese verse)nnAnd if you see AikonOr SayeenLet her knownThat she dances in my dreams.n