I chase after dreams of days so far away,
But they disappear into the light of the morning.
Inside of the repeating days,
The changing seasons become so distant.
If my wish is one that cannot be granted,
I'll pretend I didn't notice it can't be,
And I'll smile.
Enveloped in the season of white,
I weave together an eternal prayer.
Sharing each other's sadness,
We wander in our time that stands still.
Seeking each other, I scream and
I embrace the Shard of a Wish.
Even if I wake from having a dream,
For the love that won't disappear, now
I will sing.