Dislike everyday life I become want to escape sometimes Everything is disagreeable It is seen what kind of view in ash color When it is I looked up the sky The sun was about to smile at me Wind is wrapping it about me Another self whispers Be now good as? Walk toward the sun Walk toward the sky I thought so long time I begin to walk I was about to quit that walks Dream be when it is not granted after all I had already given up Another self shouts If I give up all end Walk toward the wind Walk toward the ray of hope I thought so long time I begin to walk the way I am believing long time I begin to walk the way
