This is not an scenario that someone drew I want to find our own way! Everyone is searching for their own story Everyone rely on rumors alone, like a flying butterfly There was a quiet voice behind the alley at night! It was busy at the bus station Just put everything aside! To get just one truth! Before it flows, before it disappears If there is a future you don’t know Not a scenario that someone drew! Just keep holding hands! I want to find our way!