what do you think watching dreaming moon
I, someday saying "I want to forget about it", and even I, saying "why have said that"both have appreciated me, more than love nor hate
I cried, I laughed, I screamed, and if all the chain of "nows" are meliving in chances, I met myself, who is not like before or elsesorrows, pains, agonies, happiness, I thank them all
a silliness hoping to get back to youthmakes all the words, persons and events shame themselves and blame the time
the dream, someday being too green and young, will tell you seasonswhen you meet it again, its color could be changed, though
it is watching you, the young song that dayfor you, envying me, will be able to turn back and say"I'm waiting for you"
the only words we could remember can make uncountable stories,and we can go back to the place of someday anytime
so,let it rain here, the rain somedaylet it comes true, the dream of that dayand that thing about us could be oversee, you are smiling
holding the past, cursing the future, all the thing you have done is you nowyou who you want to forget and you who you don't want to forget, all the you have made you nowme, in my memories, or me, not in my memories, all of them know meand they are having colors and comes together. that is you
(sorrows, pains, happiness, fleetings, loves, emptiness, agonies)
if you wish to come back to youth and your wish comes truewhat the seasons will think? what do you wish next? time will anger and curse you
the dream of someday, someday being too green and young, will tell you seasonswhen you meet it again, its color could be changed, though
they know about you, a lot of "yous" you leftI won't go anywhere, inside of you I am waiting for you tonotice me