Who can stop us starting to shine?
Who had the right to stop them starting to flap?
I often speak
I often dream
We often talk together
"I want to be happy"
How many times? I don't know
What actually I want
What I'm actually not satisfied with
What I'm actually going toward
You ask me
But I have no answer
At the moment I push you on the back
Please don't forget
The promise for this summer
You made for sure...
We start to shine, and will catch the future some day
They start to flap, and will find the bright future
I'm really expecting
I'm really doubting
Anyone is the same, aren't they?
You say I'm "a good person"
But it sounds like "a person you don't care about"
The morning glow wes dazzling
And made my eyes sting
I felt a pain in my chest
And was perplexed a little
Who can stop us starting to shine?
Who had the right to stop them starting to flap?
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Edited by AHS Staff
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