In my garden, when I was just a child
I would take a pencil I could find
And I would draw my own world.

It would be raining with happiness
Rainbows would burst from clouds
There would be no touch of blackness.

I remind myself all of those memories,
Tears start to flow down my cheeks,
"Oh, I wish I could live those moments again!
I wish I would have no worries like back then,
But life goes on and even if it's not the same,
I am going to transform my world
Into one where I treasure beautiful moments!"