Hey, if right now, I went to where you are,
Then it's fine even if this voice disappears
The destination is not that far away, I'm already feeling like I'm lost,
The broken compass that I was counting on, hiding in someone's shadow.
To gain something in my hands, is to let go of something,
If that continues I'm sure we'll never grow up.
The "ifs" are just "what ifs",
If the voice can't come out then I won't be able to sing.
If we're close the hints will take you, what lies beyond the path ahead,
Only temptations will cloud us, even if we don't want to forget.
While something becomes the shield, the justice and resolution and grief,
Even if they shout, I'm sure they wouldn't reach you.
To a fairy tale if you were to cry you'll become lonely, so let's avoid the night,
Not to the sky you yearned for but to the child who watched that sky.
To gain something in my hands, is to let go of something,
If that continues I'm sure we'll never grow up.
The want to gain something in our hands, the tears that streaked and the lies,
One day be it you or me, will we ever grow up.