I turn around in the theme park. Someone follows me. I give my mind to you have brown hair and are before me. However...I have not ever seen your face, although there is me right behind you. My body is stabbed in a stake. So I just can not move. Even if my forefoot going up don't set foot on the ground, I can advance. Even if lovers check love on me, as for me, I can't check your thought. I'm always in this roll. I feel I always want to see your face. What look is your face? I feel I always want to stay by your side. I still stare at you. Late-night, someone took off my stake and said to me, “you can go.” I could be next to you for the first time. I want to steal out of this roll with you. And I want to leave somewhere there are not lovers, kids and clown with you. I will go anywhere, if we are side by side. I will go, if I can stare at you. I feel I want to see your face. I feel I always want to see your face. What look is your face? I feel I always want to stay by your side. I still stare at you. When it was morning, only two stakes were left in the roll...