Out of Here-高橋幸宏

People come and go from different places

I see them all in their similar faces

Nameless strangers, but they look familiar

Am I heading for that similar place too?

I hear the silent sound of people thinking

People think of things that's so peculiar

In my universe

Darling, we become one

This pain, I feel deep down my heart

Tell me, do you feel it, too?

What do all these people do? I don't know

Where do all these people go? To nowhere

What do all these people think? I wanna know

Where do all these strangers go? Am I, too?