Hello Mr. my Yesterday, please say to me:
“We’ll meet again the instant your dream is fulfilled”
Behind me lies road I’ve passed with regrets
Experiences and values, a halfway dream – it’s a one way road, but the result is..
Ever since I lost my balance between hope and depression, I don’t know how long it’s been
But I have nothing to proud of, and now I can’t figure out
Neither the place I should return to nor the reason to stay for tomorrow..
Hello Mr. my Yesterday, use your time machine
I’d like to ask the me from me from the past, who always spoke of dreams:
“In those eyes of yours, do you see me from tomorrow?”