Looking up at the sky for a bit, I was good with those ordinary days
Or turning my back on it each time and mumbling
Then where should I go? As you make that face
In the dark shadows of the alley, the hands of the clock
Paint over the hours they spent stopped
Reaching out with both hands, a puzzle making no progress
It gets left behind until us two meet by chance
Something's gone missing; we need to get back that final piece
Sometimes I forget the memories of faraway days
Stacked up high in a corner of my heart
All nostalgic scenery and familiar phrases, just like that
Perplexed, my eyes cast downward
Please stop standing still and come chase me
Exchanging words that can't find form, but
My irritated feelings speak for me
Squaring my shoulders with the pouring rain like this
The direction of the wind, it's something you just know -- it's a new beginning
Reaching out with both hands, a puzzle making no progress
It gets left behind until us two meet by chance
Something's gone missing; we need to get back that final piece
In order to walk forward