I dreamed a dream last time
where I was back in high school
I saw a man sitting in the front raw wearing a pack
surprisingly and strangely finding
that it was you when he's suddenly turning back
you'd be here as I asked
You said, hey, I'm back
I dreamed a dream again this time
where you were already at home
I thought of sth in a long period losing its track
thrilledly and hopefully wondering
that if you'd meet me for a littele while
I'd be here as you listened
You said, sorry, I'm never back
I don't want to dream a dream next time
'cuase whenever memories hits me like a boxer
I'll always carry hope full of my pack