I used to love it...looking up at the sky alone
in the middle of the night, reminiscing.
I was young...more stubborn than anyone,
and iced over with pride. Something about me was strange.
When I close my eyes, I can see
that person I used to be who kept his heart so closed
fading away into the distance...
I was so lonely, but now,
I have so many friends here that never make fun of me,
or even have to force a smile.
Ahh, dear friends forever.
I would laugh at things like friendship,
dreams and beauty...and when we would meet
in a casual encounter I'd keep refusing to come with you.
That's just the way I used to be.
In this cold unmoving body, I feel my heart
becoming warmer. Does this feeling mean
someone's becoming precious to me?
I believe your everything, from now on.
Since you can live so carefree with me, who can't even
say a simple thing like 'thank you'...friends like that
are not bad at all. Ahh, dear friends forever.
I'll never say goodbye to my friends
Because I'll make our dreams come true.
This is the real me, dear friends forever.
You who snapped me out of it, dear my friends forever.