Hey, where were you? The sky lightens up by the window
And says to me, “We’ll meet up again”
In a brand new city the sea rumbles
Somebody waving their hand smiles
Here I pray pray pray
That you’ll love the morning
Here I pray pray pray
Choosing that garden almost in bloom flowers!
Lastly, just one thing I forgot to ask
Unintentionally murmured, “How is it possible we happened upon each other that day?”
Traditional festival music beyond the crowds
Somebody waving me over I remember
Here I pray pray pray
That you won’t fear the morning
Here I pray pray pray
Choosing this window pouring out
See, this area’s changed as well
Once again from somewhere a birth cry, just waiting for it
Here I pray pray pray
That you’ll love the morning
Here I pray pray pray
Choosing that garden almost in bloom
Here I pray pray pray
That name I cried out into the darkness
I hold tight in my heart and pray
This story continues with me
See, almost in bloom, flowers!
“What color is it?”
“Ultramarine! Rose!”
“How nice”
“How wonderful”