The sunset we saw that day, I wanted it to last forever.
In my memories, I reached out my hands many times to touch it but...
The scene and the feelings won't comeback again.
I can just look back at my shining dreams of the past.
Even the future makes the pain overflowing.
Blurring the heart, anyone would be lost and need to stop.
In the middle of the passing seasons,
what color of tomorrow will be painted?
If we strongly believe in us.
What color of tomorrow will be waiting?
No matter how precious the memories are, one day they will fade away.
I turn away my eyes from reality and escape from the word called dream.
Even if the pain and sadness of yesterday was a mistake,
It's not too late, it doesn't matter even if I start over and over again.
In the middle of passing years,
how many times will I fall in love?
If we passionately believe in us.
What can I do for you?
Inside our once overlapping hearts were
happiness, sorrow, kindness and hatred
The day we met and the days we shared together,
they are definitely burned inside my heart.
In the middle of the passing seasons,
what color of tomorrow will be painted?
If we strongly believe in us.
What color of tomorrow will be waiting?
What color of tomorrow will be painted?
The scene and the feelings won't comeback again.
I can just look back at my shining dreams of the past.
Even the future makes the pain overflowing.
Blurring the heart, anyone would be lost and need to stop.
In the middle of the passing seasons,
what color of tomorrow will be painted?
If we strongly believe in us.
What color of tomorrow will be waiting?
No matter how precious the memories are, one day they will fade away.
I turn away my eyes from reality and escape from the word called dream.
Even if the pain and sadness of yesterday was a mistake,
It's not too late, it doesn't matter even if I start over and over again.
In the middle of passing years,
how many times will I fall in love?
If we passionately believe in us.
What can I do for you?
Inside our once overlapping hearts were
happiness, sorrow, kindness and hatred
The day we met and the days we shared together,
they are definitely burned inside my heart.
In the middle of the passing seasons,
what color of tomorrow will be painted?
If we strongly believe in us.
What color of tomorrow will be waiting?
What color of tomorrow will be painted?
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