What should I do?
The "normal things" are always so difficult for me.
I just need to laugh when I'm happy,
and sing when I'm in a good mood.
My wish will be eventually granted.
But when exactly is "eventually"?
I can't wait anymore!
I count to three, stretch out my arms and let the sun shine on me.
Tell me, where can I find something I can do?
I got hurt enough, and I've run as much as I could.
I've stumbled over and over, and cried,
yet I still believe in a better future.
I just wanted to be alone.
So I decided to take a little detour on my way back.
And there I've seen the person I wanted to see.
But then he vanished into those few clouds floating by.
What we talked that day
is really stuck deep in me.
You know, it hurts a little.
One, two, three! I knock on every single door, and ask myself once again.
I'm still looking for the thing I really want to do.
I've overreached myself, and as such I stumble down.
Even if I repeat this over and over, and get worn out,
I still want to love that part of myself.
It's so painful.
Even on those suffocating times,
I can't stop. I just don't want to stop until I achieve my goal.
Counting to three, I look up at the sky. You should look at the same skies, too.
I can feel that I'm not alone, even though there's only me.
I got hurt enough, and I've run as much as I could.
I've stumbled over and over, and cried,
yet I still believe in a better future.