If there is a time to be alive, when is it?
If there is a place to feel at home, where is it?
Days will pass, and years will run through.
Will you be me, and I'll be you?
Listen carefully to what's said,
'cuz words are alive, and people are dead.
There isn't much that you can do.
Will you be me, and I'll be you?
It revolves, revolves.
Again and again.
Sun is approaching,
Isn't it a shame?
The slowness is deadly,
You must know by now.
Words can hurt,
and you know how.
See through the horrors,
Neglect the pain.
The time is up to feel disdain,
sorrows are no one's blame.
It happens that,
There's a choice to make
To plow the facts
For your own sake.
Only then is when
what must happen will be
I'll be you
And you'll be me.