My patience is running out
I want to say what I wanna say
Coming home from the bus stop at twilight
Saying bye bye bye to sad backs of others
You gotta show your Fighting Pose, oh oh
A world like I have seen in my dreams
Without conflict, just daily peace
But in reality, I tend to worry about
Troubles and the daily grind
Those Rolling Days
Even though you keep on falling,
You laugh and get up every time
As I board the vacant back of the bus
You flash me a small smile
I must place my trust in you
Sweet love like I have seen in my dream
Lovers searching for hidden refuge
But in reality, on the days we cannot meet,
Continue on but I believe in Lonely Days
Oh yeah, yeah...
Even if you stumble, Way to go!!
Yeah, yay!
A muddled Rolling Star!!
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