Tempted to run wild, being in congestion is the worst
Controlling the urges, an invitation to freedom

The feet are slow but the middle finger is quick
A saturnine expression, out of hand symptoms

I rush around, running through the maze to you
Wherever you go is your choice, but just don't get in my way

I can't follow you, as sad as it is
I'll carefully store this feeling away in the trunk

This vacation isn't for sore eyes, a gentle predisposition
Only now is special, as we can allow for vituperation

The dizzying hustle and bustle of time
Flying about, passing through the tumult of the city, just a little further to you

Even though I want to meet you, I can never get there smoothly
But I wish that today will be the day my aim is true
And I'll slip through the opening towards your distant smile

I can't return again, as the past passes over me
I gazed at a future that seemed to ridicule me

Even now, it's very distant from your side
Hey, won't someone invite me to freedom?!

Even though I want to meet you, I can never get there smoothly
But I wish that today will be the day my aim is true
And I'll slip through the opening towards your distant smile