I liked the life of window walking Night drinking 'til a morning crow greets A peaceful stroll in Shibuyua's Golden hour Communication has gotten so much Easier with inventions by web men There's so much more fun to be made
Yet I can't help but think Tokyo lights Don't seem quite liked they used to be And the moon is a different shade And all the colours have changed, Even if appearing the same And I am lost in the crossroads And I am lesser in love, and in love But as I stare up at these Winding lights and whirls There be a flower being in the midst and There be a shower of hope upon my being! But I just remind myself and I must be clear And obey these words in which wisdom was found Don't forget to smile Too many moons have passed without such joy Don't forget to smile Madly into the incoming traffic Don't forget to smile Madly at every eye that wanders by Waving my hand but all of a sudden a gust of wind passes my face And I am uplifted within And now we are looming over a lake of low fog And a bright figure slowly hovers above the mist She found the fairest light And she be smiling right into me And I smile back effortlessly
Then she be a shadow She disappears into the footstep din And my boat is empty But look! She be standing there by the window, And glances back Maybe we can find that river Which flows towards the sea of ancient waves And flower beings, beyond the weeping trees So stood there on the crossroads, I tell myself again Don't let your boat be empty Don't be a sunken dream Don't let your boat be empty Don't be a sunken dream Don't let your boat be empty Don't be a sunken dream Don't let the boat regret thee For what you could have seen