we think of the past we sometimes stop the one step to forward Joy, Jitters, regret of the future I regret a pust of before all the time We sometimes forward the next step, to ahead However, we are cowards Will not I be forgotten past yesterday? What color is it in the heart? How do you think of present me? Temperature, a smell, Will I be a comfortable human being for somebody? The heart why it is not fine all the time What I have given up sometime In now, I may save him Do watch me all the time? The flower to give you died I step on a step 123 I'd like 2 go 2 meet u again, I'd like 2 c u It is over innumerable night It points out us, a lot of sighs I do it this way now here Will you dance a dance with me? The light that you hit dissolves me Even if it erases me