Worn out notebook, backpack thrown away, dirty Converse
Faded writings on the desk, a young child who dreamed
Staring at the clock
Useless jokes
Days like hot summer
Will I be able to live smiling?
I changed as much as the time that has faded like a photo
I can’t go back to those times but I want to find that feeling
I look at myself, learning things one by one
I ask my friend and he says that is all part of life
The clock just gets faster and I can’t laugh at jokes anymore
I am getting colder, will I be able to smile again?
I changed as much as the time that has faded like a photo
I can’t go back to those times but I want to find that feeling
I have grown tall but my heart is still a teenager
Even if other things greet me, after I overcome them, I will smile