Even with the joke you told to ease my mind
I understood but didn't laugh
I folded up my worn out hat and
Only hurried here with a count of my dreams.
Folding the wings that I just noticed,
What do you think the real me is?
No matter what happens, I'm still me.
I believe in the far away glowing light
And if you, who rode the wind, would smile
I'll become a star.
Even the shark soup,
If you warm it up again, will fill your soul
And even your worries about tomorrow
Will turn into a hot throbbing.
In the middle of an unfinished fight
What would the future me risk?
No matter where I go, I'm still me
I can feel the beat of the distantly sounding bell
And if you, who's been pulled by the clouds, would sing
I'll become a bird.
No matter what happens, I'm still me.
I believe in the far away glowing light
And if you, who rode the wind, would smile
I'll become a star.