People come and go from different placesI see them all in their similar faces Nameless strangers, but they look familiarAm I heading for that similar place too? I hear the silent sound of people thinkingPeople think of things that's so peculiar In my universeDarling, we become oneThis pain, I feel deep down my heartTell me, do you feel it, too? What do all these people do? I don't knowWhere do all these people go? To nowhere What do all these people think? I wanna knowWhere do all these strangers go? Am I, too?