Is my back really telling
the truth more than i believe so?
i wanna ask someone,
cause nothing is certain about tomorrow
that dream i promised
to myself when i was about to leave
it's still left there at the corner
of the old classroom
with those muddy vasket shoes
maybe it's not a train, it's not a time
that i cannnot catch up someone but maybe myself
anytime, all the time, i want to be myself
want to say "i love it" if i really feel so
anytime, all the time, those days
when i've been searching
and longing would surely give me
the answer i've been looking for i know it
even if i hurt someone
without meaning to, yet
i cannnot surrender
and give up my dream
that i always have in mind
i really hae to live only for
looking back those days
already gone, good old days
no matter how paini i have
i'll try to give a smile
to my reflection in the mirror
yes, still i can make it
anytime, all the time, looking at the sun
setting behind congested buildings
let's melt down my feeling of haste then, someday, someone
that i want to love and care
i hope i can change that strong desire
of protection to my own power