Days without the change The landscape which doesn't change Repetition of the same thing Same as always When I look at a person going to the town It seemed that a face of everybody shined I thought enviously Anyone has a dream I believe that dream will come true sometime If I can back in those days I thought such a thing incidentally The dream that I drew in the days of a boy I can not remember it Those days that innocence Today's sky is the same at that time I wonder if I've changed I don't understand oneself I have no choice but to advance towards the front grant a dream If I can back in those days I thought such a thing incidentally The dream that I drew in the days of a boy I can not remember it Those days that innocence Today's sky is the same at that time