If the money was everything in the world I wouldn't sing a song in my lifetime...
This world is influenced by the few people Something tells me that we're not needed Once I tell of Love & Dreams, People just snub me Passions ran higher and higher, I'd seem to be an idiot
Children cna't have any dreams Are on the increase to The future that was created By specious adults
So long！ Let us part here
So long！ I'm going my way It's the last letter from me who is Tamed by the world that is well made
I neeither get desperated nor be down In the sumps see you Sometimes somewhere
To us who are creating a new future To children who are carring the future On their shoulders
So long！ Let us part here So long！ I'm going my way It's the last letter from me who is Tamed by the world that is well made