We run, chasing after the place of that vapor trail
How far can we go in this way?
Although there is no decision made
Searching for something is not enough
What if we realize what we should be searching for? Without knowing, the day comes to an end.

If you compare this world to a great marble
Being anywhere, doing anything 'Cause it keeps on rolling, huh. Giving us a ride

Again today, for some reason if one day ends, tomorrow turns into today
Without reason, though occasionally there's the kind of night that makes me not want to cry
Don't lose sleep over it! There's no hurry.
These roads connect somewhere to sometime, and there's an answer

Even though there's no plan forced out, Why does it always seem to be us?
Everyday is "right aimed at left" Though you don't mind.
How many words do you choose? How much do you throw? Things are skillfully out of reach.

If you compare those tears to a little marble
Easy to spill, easy to be broken, a transient diamond, do not lose them

In this place, how far do you stretch out this hand before someone somewhere can reach it
Occasionally there's a morning that makes me not want to escape to anywhere
And great sadness sometimes will become a little happy story
Surely sometime those tears cried when trying to be tough will glitter, the day will come

If you compare this world to a great marble
Being anywhere, doing anything 'Cause it keeps on rolling, huh. Giving us a ride

Again today, for some reason if one day ends, tomorrow turns into today
Without reason, though occasionally there's the kind of night that makes me not want to cry
Don't lose sleep over it! So there's no hurry.
These roads connect somewhere to sometime, there's an answer