Snow melting, people find mistakes
Like tide drawing, people fix mistakes
Filling in the hazy hopes with someone's warmth and their kindness
Then checks and compares the present and the past

The boat just following the stream it loses sight of its direction
Feelings in the openings of sorrow check on the present
Adding color to days with no name

Stars will shine bright and keep fear
no matter how weak or long the night
So lost wishes and shed tears
all can shine we walk with the present

Inside a scenario where everything is leading to an end
Building the days that lead to something that of new beginnings
Adding color to days with no name