I hope it doesn’t come out as a sound
I hope I don’t change into a different face
The shape of my heart when I couldn’t wear lettered clothing
I hope that part of me is still inside

Flowers bloom and are rooted
I hope I can be a tree to fill everyone up
My Hearts and Love and Hope and Cry

Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh

I hope I don’t hide behind poor words
I hope I don’t get chased by impatience
All the precious things that I can’t place with words
Though it might be ambiguous and strange

Warmly residing in all places
I hope I can be the sunlight that shines
My Hearts and Love and Hope and Cry

Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh

Maybe the more things disappear
The more I can see you and the more you can see me
Will we be happy then?

Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh