Mostly Autumn
Boundless Ocean
You know we have to try
In our own way
You know we have to look out
In our own way
So clear, it seems to be sometimes my friend
You know, we have to dream
In our own way you know, we try to work it all out
In our own way
We'll search the sky, some Winter sky,
Even though we're just a needle in a boundless ocean
So far away, it seems sometimes,
Holding on, holding on
From Letras Mania