The receding back I can't ignore, only my feelings stand still.
Perhaps I'm drawn to the moments when we collide and pass each other.
I only know memories that fade away quickly.
If you want to remember that touch,
The miracle that begins, I won't let slip away.
As we draw closer and entwine, fate is bound.
Change the two into one truth.
Beyond the door that opens.
Tomorrow, which changes one after another, in a maze created by someone.
The you who searches for the outstretched hand becomes more precious than you are now.
Someday, whatever it may be that you lose, it's okay.
The loneliness that you've finally come to realize.
That stirs the racing heart.
Dreams that meet by chance transcend fate.
Even if the feelings cannot all overlap, they tremble.
Fate becomes entwined as we draw near.
Turn the two into one single truth.
Dreams that meet by chance transcend fate.
Even if the feelings cannot all overlap, they tremble.
To the freedom we light.
A future that won't be just an illusion.
Beyond the door that opens...!