the sound of the passing train winds me back in time
a gust of wind disperses the tears i've been clinging to
there might not be traces of those words written unexpectedly on the blackboard
but that undying vow and that place... live on here, in my heart!
do you remember?
it's truly a miracle how we encountered each other in all these billions of stars
i can tell that the shoe doesn't fit anymore from the pain in my little toe
but i'm sure that growing up
isn't a sad thing
i rewrite my dream project into today's wind
and carefully cut it out
i want to send it to you
the sound of a quickening pulse, new tree shoots are sprouting
while you were brooding and i was crying, everything melted away
if we cross the railroad tracks and stand on that hill
the stars that weren't visible to us back then will twinkle to form a map
i'm sure of it
this one shining moment in all these millennia
i wanted to keep it locked away in a little box, but now i bid goodbye to that yesterday
in the sepia-toned photograph
our faces are smiling; surely...
rain and rainbow were inconceivable to us at the time
and all we saw was the sky -- let's recall again that day
the night when a star was falling somewhere
in the middle of the needle of fate, just as it started to move, you and i made a wish...!!
please try to remember
it's truly a miracle how we encountered each other in all these billions of stars
i can tell that the shoe doesn't fit anymore from the pain in my little toe
but i'm sure that growing up
isn't a sad thing
like a new star, this dream project was born
i'll keep adding more to it
until the day all of it comes true
i want to send it to you