Album: Spike

Su-i Su-i

The sun goes up
I have my hands over my eyes
The sun can't help but yawn
Riding the wind
Just singing leisurely
The heat haze afar
Wavering

Ah, my boat is floating here
In this place, my place
Which no maps can describe

Far-off I see a rainbow
And all my troubles fade away
I look back and grab the steering wheel
And step down hard on the gas

Ah, on this earth in this space
I am here
The sky is high
Like a dream