Tokyo
The sun is up and I leave the room I grew up withA new life--it's going to take time to settle inI look back at the terminal as the bus departsSent an email to a friend
I tried calling back home every morningBut it sure felt differentI brought an old guitar with meBut not a single picture
Leave something and go back to get itIs that what happens in life?
I always hide my fears even when asleepBut once I feel afraid, I get up right awayInside the train that went onI cried a bit
The town that pass by outside the windowsI wished that it won't changeThe person that gave this old guitarTold me that Tokyo is a scary place
I have already stopped looking for answersMaking mistakes here and there isn't so bad
The light from the red sunset entered the buildingI hold back my tearsAs the following morning comesOne can feel lost at times too, right?
You can't always make the right choiceI get that somehow