If I always stayed in this comfortable place
My smile would disappear like a cloud
Thereýs no way I can stop and stand in this harsh wind
If you just picture your dream and not take off running
Nothing will start
I wonder what will be waiting tomorrow
Right now I donýt know; I want to find out
Stuff that fragment hope into your pocket
Letýs go to the place beyond the sky



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