Sometimes I think about people who have already lived their lives to the fullest.
I think about those days they dreamed about their futures, and the days they did everything to have that future.
And I would think about the way I could imagine my future with you.
We could have anything,
We could be all.
We could be everything,
Heavens can answer my call.
Maybe we could throw away our feelings,
Or somehow pick it up.
Maybe we can forget about it,
And just shut up.
There were endless possibilities,
Of the story of you and me.
Let's go and make our own possibilities,
And make our own destinies.