Wake up in Tokyo, feel like a torso
I know it’s time to go
I see Pinocchio wearing a poncho
That’s me sometime ago
Do I miss myself?
Do I miss your face?
I don’t know, I don’t know
Life is a word that sometimes you cannot say
And ash is a thing that some day we all should be
When tomorrow comes
How different it’s gonna be?
Why do love and hate sound just the same to me?
I can’t sleep
Home sick
But I just wanna
Stay right next to you
If I could choose my dream
I just wanna
Stay right next to you
