Fumbling around within my heart to see the dreams of that day
While searching, in my fingertips I feel pain from those cold needles, but
I continue through it all in solitude or even with friends
Standing alone, I close my eyes and smile as my hair blows in the wind
I am running to beyond that eternally expanding sky
If I reach out with both hands now I can ensure the continuation of a dream...
A falling dance is the natural destination of flower petals in the wind
Flowing on as if descending in confusion and mistakes; therefore,
I am running to beyond that distantly continuing land
Once again we will meet and I can tell you all...
The season returns, the promise of the morning of our chance meeting, it begins from here
The raging emotions were, for the moment, cast aside
I am running to beyond that eternally expanding sky
If I reach out with both hands now I can ensure the continuation of a dream...