One youth, one world of hope
Grows silently in your heart
Others build this world for you
With a piece of truth in that
They are telling you those stories
And each of one has happy ending
But they miss that that world is stealing
Just the shining of your heart
One youth, one dream of joy
But to get there, there is a long journey
And while heart is setting off on that trip
Into that world overblown and yellow
Suddenly you will figure out
That there is no flame like yours
Like a dead river world flows
Without its goal
Who knows, maybe some other world is waiting for me
Who knows, and even in the dark wonderful flower spring sometimes
maybe, who knows, one of the happy
one of the thousand I would be
Who could know