I'm wandering in the crowd Lights in the town make me irritated
Dream in my mind I believed it would come true But I realized how immature I am I'm struggling because I can't throw it away
An empty quack Do I wanna be such a man? Now stand up!! There's no rule to survive
Make the wind that goes toward tomorrow Even if it's small now It'll be big that involves everything soon after Make the wind that goes toward a dream Even if it's small now It'll be big that involves everything soon after