On a sunny peaceful afternoon

I wonder ...
How far my eyes spread,
How tough the ground lies,
How colorful your imagination draws

Follow the flow, of mine.

On the busy trains,
On the crowded streets,
Above the lazy skies,
Below the silent oceans,

I'm there,
Follow the flow, of mine.

Stand straight and strong, my friends.
I'll come and go.
Yes, one day, I'm simply fly away...
Without a trace.

So please now,
My eyes were begging, but my mouth was not.
I died on the surface, yet creamed underneath.
I wished I could, but I didn't.

Wonder why my eyes still opened ...
Why my minds still thought ...
Cause a couple of seconds later, all would be lost...
Without a trace.

Oh oh yeah !
Ah ah yeah !
Everything's not lost !