If you can no longer recall your first dream,
Is it because that you have become an adult?
Always lost,
wondering if you should go left or right..
Thinking endlessly until the sun reaches the grass.
The one thing you have in your pocket,
it's large,this LOVE that you carry.
I'm on a journey towards my dream,
flying towards that distant star,
playing and singing about my lost dream,
and struggling to reach you,
My LOVE.
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