That is...having seen tomorrow's dreams already That is...a forgotten page in an old book What isn't an unsufficient meaning? Even so, I am searching for insufficient things
Only you have the map, so I'll just stay alone in the fog I will go on a journey to the illusion Deep in my heart, your heaven
Like memories held completely in the future Similar to predicting becoming emotionally attached Scenery never seen, I remember It's closer and farther than anything else
Where is the place I'm going to? Now a voice is beginning to sing It's reaching me, leading me... Raising me to heaven
I keep acscending toward the side of the sun, and greenery sprouts on the hill
Those days, when I slept with a tired face I dreamed only dreams that would never come true But now, only my longings continue into tomorrow I know I can open the door...
Just one more night will pass, and green eggplant will stand on the hill I see it directly below Your heaven, just yours
Where is the place I'm going to? I'll just stay alone in the fog I will go on a journey to the illusion I want to return to your heaven
That is...already having seen tomorrow's dreams...
That is...having seen tomorrow's dreams already That is...a forgotten page in an old book What isn't an unsufficient meaning? Even so, I am searching for insufficient things
Only you have the map, so I'll just stay alone in the fog I will go on a journey to the illusion Deep in my heart, your heaven
Like memories held completely in the future Similar to predicting becoming emotionally attached Scenery never seen, I remember It's closer and farther than anything else
Where is the place I'm going to? Now a voice is beginning to sing It's reaching me, leading me... Raising me to heaven
I keep acscending toward the side of the sun, and greenery sprouts on the hill
Those days, when I slept with a tired face I dreamed only dreams that would never come true But now, only my longings continue into tomorrow I know I can open the door...
Just one more night will pass, and green eggplant will stand on the hill I see it directly below Your heaven, just yours
Where is the place I'm going to? I'll just stay alone in the fog I will go on a journey to the illusion I want to return to your heaven
That is...already having seen tomorrow's dreams...