Every time I look up to the sky after the rain I think back to when I was still a crybaby, desperately chasing after someone's back, thinking 'I want to become stronger'. Now my "Thank you' has disappeard into the wind. Can I become any stronger? I can't find my answer so I'll keep on moving forward. Come on let's go we'll never give in, we won't lose to the waves of time, we'll keep getting up again and again because we don't want to lose what's important to us. I can hear the voice inside my head always, always pushing me ahead even when the mischievous rain gets in my way, I won't try to run away. Let's head toward the future we believe in