every time i look up to the sky after the rain
i think back to when i was a crybaby
i was chasing somebody's back blindly
thinking "i want to be stronger"
the word "thank you" has faded into the wind now
am i gettin stronger?
i don't know the answer yet
thats why i'll keep walkin ahead
so let's go
withoust stopping
without giving up to the flow of time
i'll keep getting back up
because i don't want to lose something precious
the voice inside of me
keeps sustaining me
wicked rain will get in my way
but i won't walk away
so let's go
wthout stopping
without giving up to the flow of time
i'll keep getting back up
because i don't want to lose something precious
to the future i believe in.
