faraway

faraway faraway wild flowers in a clearing calling me calling me softly the mist calls to me faraway faraway cool grass on little bare feet calling me calling me the voice of a child that was me did you become what you wanted asks the child here in my mind did I become what I wanted now that I come to think again faraway faraway 霧が晴れて calling me calling me なつかしいまち 打ち水 陽炎 笑いあう声 back then,grown-ups looked so grown-up how I longed to be like them keeping me safe under their whispering leaves soothing and cooling on long summer days if only I could speak with you right now what you say what you say folded carefully,not forgotten the love of those days in my heart received without a single thought the sacred gift that made me me faraway faraway wild flowers in a clearing calling me calling me softly the mist calls to me the voice of a child that was me and the voice of a loved one so near