Orange Range

I can't move on from that day, in this noisy city
"Where should I go?" I've cast aside that confusion, and endured the tears that flowed back in those days
When I open my eyes, my vision is blurred, my mother's form
For the first time, I clung to the answer that didn't give, "do what you want"
There was something back there, a key softly pushed at my heavy back, just one word
The meaning of what I fight for made my confidence strong with all of my might, in the end the one who answered the question was me
That's right, you brought me around
The light is guided toward tomorrow; my fluttering dreams scatter in the palm of my hand
The morning tells me of the coming day, where did the quiet night go to?
People walk around, and again search for their individual dreams
Flowers, trees, people, the winds, and the oceans, they all pass through the same circle together
Flowers, trees, people, the winds, and the oceans, they all pass through the same circle together