"That's nothing you can not do anything. " There is also such a voice that I know is stuck outside. Waiting for "love" in this monotonous days "After all it is boring that life is boring!" Even the uncertain future living in the mist is in the mist But I imagine a perfect sky color .... I wonder if tomorrow will come again. What is fate doing? What is it that I fell in love with you? (Ah ...) (※repetition) I will finally find it at last after repeating the complete today Even the meaning of this regeneration is no longer relevant ...? Should I smile? Is there no regrets? Do you want to send such a regretful life? Would you laugh someday if you stepped on? If I do my best I will be rewarded someday? Breathe in and exhale and vomit and look up again The reflected sky is too beautiful for me ... Ahh I cried It melts out in the season when it goes around Sound of hope (ne) Receiving the sun on his back Sparkling and playing Perfectly shallow vision is already dancing in the wind As soon as the world begins to turn around with a new color There is time