The way back home of late-night bus.(It) advances rapidly in bustle and bottom of this town glitter. Vacant square in the cloud of sky cries. In the dark I'm drifting confusing head lights. Blue and white are floating in the black tracks. In the dark I'm drifting confusing head lights. Everyone is gone. I think of you suddenly in the other side of sky. So I sing this song finally for the other side of sky.