The things that never change anytime
Are the signs on the building tops
Moving away beyond the window
At the third station
The train I board takes a little rest
On the platform that never opens
The passing train is connected to your town
At the fourth station
I often used to meet you there, right?
You probably don’t remember anymore
Our promises were always in front of that building
I won’t forget, even if I want to forget
On the tracks that will never cross again
The things that never change anytime
Are the signs on the building tops
Moving away beyond the window
Even three years from now, today
Am I still swaying here?
You, unaware,
Will probably become someone suited for the vibrant city
Passing by many times
The familiar scenery outside the window is empty
No matter how many times I search
The view of that day won’t return
It won’t stop, on that platform
On the tracks that will never cross again
Flowing, disappearing again
Between the fences, moving away beyond the window
Just remembering
The yellow train passed
Crossing and rushing through
Leaving the wind on platform 2
Disappearing in the opposite direction
To the city of signs
Leaving me behind
Goodbye, even if we’re apart
Don’t forget the city where we were together
The things that never change anytime
Are the signs on the building tops
Moving away beyond the window