Even with the joke you told to ease my mind I understood but didn't laugh I folded up my worn out hat and Only hurried here with a count of my dreams.
Folding the wings that I just noticed, What do you think the real me is?
No matter what happens, I'm still me. I believe in the far away glowing light And if you, who rode the wind, would smile I'll become a star.
Even the shark soup, If you warm it up again, will fill your soul And even your worries about tomorrow Will turn into a hot throbbing.
In the middle of an unfinished fight What would the future me risk?
No matter where I go, I'm still me I can feel the beat of the distantly sounding bell And if you, who's been pulled by the clouds, would sing I'll become a bird.
No matter what happens, I'm still me. I believe in the far away glowing light And if you, who rode the wind, would smile I'll become a star.
