Traced with my fingers
A story sung by these words
To a place nobody knows yet
Let’s fly to that world

Solitude and the opposing words
What I was looking for, I’m sure
it exists in my memory even though a little
That you are here in the repeating days

The flowers and humming that color the streets
If I had looked back, I would have realized
I am not alone

More than the story I’ve traced with my fingers
I’ll become a new me
Ride on a new story
That which has never been seen
Dyed in vibrant colors
Even if we are far apart I hope it reaches you

The days that were spent aiming higher
Flipping through the pages, gathering the wind
The balloons filled with expectations and uncertainty
Floating in the sky, adding to the future

That which I will encounter from now on
Those precious moments
With an unpunctuated speed
Getting dyed in color

Just by the summary
Knowing a pain that cannot be predicted
Becomes my strength
Ride on a new story
Even if I am lost
The compass that leads me to you
Will undoubtedly become my “future”
A story that connects two solitudes

More than the story I’ve traced with my fingers
I’ll become a new me
Ride on a new story
The afterword
Is probably better off
Left unknown
To a place nobody knows yet
Let’s fly to that world
Even if we are far apart
I hope it reaches you

指でなぞった
言葉たちが奏でるストーリー
まだだれも知らない
世界へ飛び立とう

孤独と反対の言葉
探していた　きっとそれは
記憶の中にある　ささやかだけど
繰り返す毎日に君がいること

街を彩る　花束とハミング
振り返れば　気づけたんだ
一人じゃない

指でなぞった物語より
新しい自分になる
Ride on a new story
見たことのない
鮮やかな色彩で染めて
遠く離れても君に届けたい

背伸びばかりしてた日々の
ページめくる　風をあつめ
期待と不安つめた　風船たちを
空に浮かべて　未来に重ねた

これから出会う
いとおしい瞬間が
句読点をつけない速度で
色づく

あらすじだけじゃ
予測不可能な痛み知って
強さになる
Ride on a new story
例え迷っても
君へのコンパスは違わず
私の「前」になる
2つの孤独を繋いだストーリー

指でなぞった物語より
新しい自分になる
Ride on a new story
あとがきはきっと
わからないままが
ちょうどいい
まだだれも知らない
世界へ飛び立とう
どんなに遠く離れても
君に届けたい