Oh my friend,
how long had you walked?
your old shoes,
have worn down to black.
We've been walking together
to quite a long long time
i didn't notice the worn soles
behind your familiar smile
I've a lot of things i want to ask you
Ah... although it's really late, you know
Oh close friend,
i remember your shining face
your left hand, busily moving in
search of the meaning of love
though your empty spot on this track
sometimes feels lonely
if i ever find the meaning, i'll be sure to tell you,
see you later
I've a lot of things i want to ask you
Ah... although it's really late, you know
I've a lot of things i want to ask you
Ah... although it's really late, you know