I love the make-believe.I believe in the make-believe.
I wanna be in the world of the make-believe.
I know what I believe is not make-believe, I really believe. Do you believe?
Can you try?
Do you mind?
Like the night, it's dark but nice.
Beautiful sights, even in normalcy.
you can dream, see the stars, hear the silence and make-believe.
Make-believe with me?
Find yourself with me?
Dream along with me?
Cross the aged line with me?
I can't turn on and off this feeling,
like the green and red of a traffic light.
Why can't it be just the red or green, forever?
They are lights but they are laws,
you can't help but to follow.
Now, his heart turned green from it's red from years ago.
Now, he's going.
No turning back.
No turning back.
Even though he knows all's just a dash.