When the morning comes
My body moves by its own will
I dont know why it moves without any purposes
Walking out, go along the road, and come in to the mist

I saw a little shadow dancing in the middle of this mist.
Oh.... its only a squirrel dancing happily after found a cannary

I saw another 2 shadows, hopping together and walking around.
Oh... its only a couple of swan, celebrating their newborn child.

I dont understand why this morning every creature feels ao happy in this dark mist.
But i understand one thing. My body moved because it want me to dance, to celebrate one thing that make me happy this morning.
I dont know what is it.
May be it because my new shoes.
Or may be it because my new job.
Or may be it because of you.