These lonely weekends end within the night, as we become our new selves
Your fingers have warmth and a smile to them, your ears hear a song and a kiss, as I gently hug you

What was afraid was my immature heart
The days passing by lit up my eyes; a sign of a coming revolution

I've already fallen in love with this world
And for the first time, I can touch life itself
Once again, you heighten my pulse, stopping here, as we find meaning
And then the storybook opens

For the lonely ones out there, I will always be there to gently comfort you and tell a story
When I realized I knew love, I was surprised, shocked
And I finally smiled under the wave of feelings; this is a story for you

I've already fallen in love with this world, and I believe
That there's a bit of hope on the last page too
It doesn't matter what day it is anymore
Because that promise we made is still so clear

Just by being born, just finding a meaning to life, you will find love; yes, that's what I felt
Goodbye to Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday too, I don't need them anymore

To the me from long, long ago
Please, don't give up yet; reach out your hand, and spread the buds of love
People will someday come to treasure this world, as it expands all around
And what will begin to take shape is a future of both smiles and sorrow