w-inds.

How long have I thought it? At times, I've noticed it
Understanding other people is definitely a difficult thing to do, isn't it?
When will I have the things that I truly love?
It seems like sometimes I even lose sight of the dreams that I myself, have chosen

The smile that I'll show to someone, the tears that only you saw
Certainly come from the same me
From now on, how much will you see through
My real face, without any lies

When I want to hold you, though I try and tell you as much
My falsely courageous feelings will by no means allow it
Lookin' for my place, on a never ending journey
I'm always carrying a paradox with me, that seems to disappear, and then come back again

I continued to search, day & night, a silent cry
If possible, I want to feel everything together
Yet, I walked through a process in order to become myself
I carry a paradox with me, that makes me want an answer

The time passes by, but nothing changes; I always want to protect
The moments that I can be engrossed in something

I can't put an order to all of the things that are important to me
Because I don't want to lose them
Love isn't something to cry about in dreams, it's definitely something
That is our reality

Being able to draw tomorrow, being there for tomorrow
In order to cross over today's wall
I can't fail at doing either one
Lookin' for my place, I've chosen a road that I don't know
Where I'm going on, for the first time; I'm always carrying a paradox in my heart

I prefer change, day & night, but I can't stop crying
Only you notice the conflicts that can't be seen by the eyes
Yet, your feelings of not wanting to show your weak points
They always seem to come together, I've noticed that paradox...

When I want to hold you, though I try and tell you as much
My falsely courageous feelings will by no means allow it
Lookin' for my place, on a never ending journey
I'm always carrying a paradox with me, that seems to disappear, and then come back again

I continued to search, day & night, a silent cry
If possible, I want to feel everything together
Yet, I walked through a process in order to become myself
I carry a paradox with me, that makes me want an answer