The Wallets - Letter from Kazuko lyrics

How do I tell you I miss you so Today the subway noises remind me of America So far away I'm here in Tokyo I write many letters and I think of you I'm lost here without you I dream many dreams And this whole town is made of dream fibres Enter any where you want At the entrance It is already being woven Temples stand on dream fibre edges A praying voice Follows the music of a wave And if you notice closely The narrow city streets Are made of thin fibres And dreams are running