Nothing but dust in the wind.

The Days the Wind Blows...

Walking by the beautiful blue sea
I realise that what I'm worrying about is really meaningless
In this day the lukewarm wind is blowing,
I can see
I've been terribly dazzled
There's a glimmer in the sadness, but

How could you do a thing like falling in love with me?
More and more, falling in love with me...

The morning I couldn't even see that,
and the song I couldn't hear
The self I haven't met, perhaps I can meet

I lined up conceited words to say
"You're going too fast",
I said, but it's all right, we can build on that
Because the unforseen feelings, in my heart,
Have come overflowing.
Have come, advancing like this, but

Although I'm getting used to who
I've become,
I'm still always changing
I don't mean I'm unaccustomed to myself,
though, because I'm sure that this is me

Tell me you'll extend your hands
and embrace me, oh far sky
And I'll feel alive

I'll be protected in the center of the world this way,
I sometimes thought, alone
Being released into the center of the world,
I sometimes felt like that

How could you do a thing like falling in love with me?
More and more, falling in love with me...

The morning I couldn't even see that,
and the song I couldn't hear
The self I haven't met, perhaps I can meet

...do you still remember?