The cool air wakes me and makes me alive, as always.
And then it wants to relieve the darkness inside me.
It's time to meet myself in the mirror.
Someone looks at me.
It's just another side of myself.
I just wanna smile.
I'll be OK.
“It's all right”somebody tells me but
“It's a lie”I can't shout it out.
That's not what I thought in my mind.
I have missed something.
That's not what I wished, but I'll say,
“I'll be OK.”
In the morning,
Everything is alive, as always.
But still, the darkness gets me down and
Won't set me free.
It's time to meet myself in the mirror.
Someone looks at me.
It's just another side of myself.
I just wanna smile.
I'll be OK.
“It's all right”somebody tells me but
“It's a lie”I can't shout it out.
“Are you all right?”
If somebody asks me,
“I'm all right”I will shout it out.
“It's all right”somebody tells me but
“It's a lie”I can't shout it out.
I'll be OK.
