That's not the producer's fault. He's the one who casted the wrong camera. If he had, he would have told us. If it had been me, I would have been there. The fault lies with the black library reporter. If I hadn't your help, everyone would've suffered so much. I run and wait for you. Like every dream, when I wake up, I can't help but feel excited. Maybe I won't stay, but I always stick to it. It's the growth that makes me change every time. I see the dawn rising and the moon setting. Blossom, brave boy. Show me what you want. While the picture is still vivid, move forward. Before the sunrise tomorrow, don't let the dream cool down. I will weave the wings for myself and chase the wind for you. The breeze in the early morning. I run and wait for you. Like every dream, when I wake up, I can't help but feel excited. Maybe I won't stay, but I always stick to it. It's the growth that makes me change every time. I see the dawn rising and the moon setting. Blossom, brave boy. Show me what you want. While the picture is still vivid, move forward. Before the sunrise tomorrow, don't let the dream cool down. I will weave the wings for myself and chase the wind for you. Even if I can't be full of light, I won't let my youth go to waste. I will chase the wind with my dry tears. Blossom, brave boy. Show me what you want. While the picture is still vivid, move forward. Before the sunrise tomorrow, don't let the dream cool down. I will weave the wings for myself and chase the wind for you.