Barakamon

”It is five o’clock” an evening-glow tells me
A treasure of our memories, it’s become empty somehow
You held out a small hand, Smiling, like to you it was so natural
It may have no meaning but it is something I cannot do

You touched my hand without thinking but it was nice for me

All the time that we believed that the world was in our hands
We were wrong, maybe it wasn’t
l just wanna hope so when I’m holding your hand

“Would you hold my hand?” Could I have ever said that?
I can’t remember…I can’t remember
Why is it unclear? I guess I’m just not who I used to be

At times I cried and cried, and at times I smiled

All the time we could not believe that the world was in our hands
We were wrong, in fact it was
‘Cause you’re holding my hand now

We’ve always been part of the world and the world has never changed
How about you? How about me?
We just know that we have changed
All the time that we believed that the world was in our hands
We were wrong, maybe it wasn’t
‘Cause you’re holding my hand now

We’ve always been part of the world and the world has never changed
How about you? How about me?
We just know that we have changed
At every moment, everywhere
I can believe, I can believe
When I’m holding your warm hand
Your warm hand

At times I cried and cried, and at times I smiled