♪
I'm riding my bike,
I'm kissing the wind
I'm resting there I'll keep it show,
thousands of worlds, you're my dream I'll keep it show,
I'm rapping, you're watering the trees
The sound is echoing in the dark,
the smoke is flying
How many dreams, the wind can't blow away the day
But we're always happy in the world, we're going there
Don't listen to each other's complaints
Or how many words to remember
Trust and hold hands together
