hesitation / odd 歌詞

When I was a little.
Drawing was my favorite thing.
One day, I was absorbed in drawing a big tree.
I chosed the green without a moment hesitation.
The bright color.

Now I have grown up.
I don't draw anymore.
Working so hard day by day.
Cannot see the hope anymore.
If I draw a picture in this moment.
Will I choose that color again?