The town where I spent the days with you grows distant Even though it will someday become just a nostalgic scene
Something dear is lost For one to make a journey where one chooses a new path
Dear old days I hated my unchanging self Why have I gone astray? Wherever I am I just want to feel a living reality
I first noticed how friends propped up that smiling face In the days we chatted through the night
We were perhaps made to need someone Perhaps encounters are not just by chance
Dear old days I am not afraid to lose things Because I want to keep believing in tomorrow If we just keep on guarding them we cannot move on Our journey continues without end
The town where I spent the days with you grows distant Even though it will someday become just a nostalgic scene
Something dear is lost For one to make a journey where one chooses a new path
Dear old days I hated my unchanging self Why have I gone astray? Wherever I am I just want to feel a living reality
I first noticed how friends propped up that smiling face In the days we chatted through the night
We were perhaps made to need someone Perhaps encounters are not just by chance
Dear old days I am not afraid to lose things Because I want to keep believing in tomorrow If we just keep on guarding them we cannot move on Our journey continues without end