When I feel the feeling of the seasons in the library.
I touched the book where no one in my hand softly.
Passion in sunset is stopping outside of the window.

The hydrangea is quietly burning like my emotion.
Falling rain is starting burst, gentle expectation come to my heart.

So I'm going to run without an umbrella today.
So go to the top of the building where group in ***** town.

Comfortable feeling like I was a child come to me.

I'll murmur forever.
Oh, still far away from forever.
Far away from forever.