synthesis of nothing

I can't
I can't sleep again tonight
Now show me.. what is behind your smile
and I'll show you what is behind my mask
「G o o d B y e」dear, GoodBye to myself
We'll fly high, hold my hand
we won't fall, we won't die, we won't live..
we won't..
Like if I wanted to forget you, It's that I can't
we won't cry, we won't laugh..
you had a name, now, you are nothing
In the local T.V. program, than one we never watch,
I'm still waiting at the park bench
down the dead tree
Little butterflies flown
Little birds flown
never stop
Like our hand
never letting go..
I still hearing yout voice through the speaker.