From one stream of consciousness to another
We had changed world
Carried away, carried away
Oh, when is it,
I can touch you again?
Powered in a powdery dream
Driven by secret joy
Hidden in labyrinths
Oh, when is it,
I can touch you again?
I remember old rainy days
Autumn that didn’t want to end
Laughter bursting over the waters
Oh, when is it,
I can touch you again?
Something is happening here (but you don't know what it is) 