Paradise, there is none.
Way, there is none.
I look forward,
But all I see is suffering.
Endless worries,
Endless loneliness,
I look forward,
But all I see is today with older me.
However, I heard it.
Then, I saw it.
It passes by me.
It rings the bell to my sweets and treats.
There is, my train to my dreams.
Get me out of here,
And tell me,
I am you, you are me.
This is the train to where you want to be.
There is, the train to my Paradise.
