Pressing my hands against my head Trying to hear my heartbeats I know that I don't know Only tomorrow knows Life is a raging sea, no scedule, no turning back I'm thinking what the others do If they exist at nights When I'm lying in bed Life is shifting like the cloud Mixed colors clear my mind, one year later I'm back Seeing eyes I haven't seen before Space is getting shorter for me and them Fate is working for what is written