I'm falling down from another time
and I can say the ray of light goes down.
It's not low yet, and I can feel it's not the same.
To find a way to light, there is no need to hide.

I'm just walking through the night. There is no home to belong.
When the ray of light comes, another sun will shine.
I'm just strolling through my mind waiting for the sign to call.
When the ray of light comes, It glows again,and will follow my way

Far away
somewhere