omoikiri funzuketa pedaru wa marude
sora wo tobe souna kurai ikioi wo tsukete mawatta
ushiro ni noseta kimi no mawashita ude ga
boku no koto itsumo yori tsuyoku dakishimeta ki ga shita
ano hi no kaze no iro wa omoidaseru keredo
ano toki no yume to hibi wa zutto kusunda mama
asu wo mabushii kurai ni umaku egakou toshite
bokura wa kirei na iro wo nuri sugita mitai...
chotto kakko warui koto mo kowareta yume no iro mo
paretto ni hiroge mou ichido asu wo egakou
kawazoi zutto kudatte tachiiri kinshi no
saku wo koe kasenjiki no saki made pedaru wo koi da
jitensha wo nagesutete miageta sora
azayakana sono iro wa kokoro kara kienai no ni
ano toki no kimi no egao omoidasou toshitemo
nanka umaku ikanakute itsumo togirete shimau
kanashii peeji nante nakatta koto ni shiyou toshite
bokura wa ikutsumo iro wo kasanete shimatta...
kitto nuri sugita irotte shiro ni modorenai kedo
sore de ii atarashii iro de asu wo egakou
asu wo mabushii kurai ni umaku egakou toshite
bokura wa kirei na iro wo nuri sugita mitai...
chotto kakko warui koto mo kowareta yume no iro mo
paretto ni hiroge mou ichido asu wo egakou
kitto nuri sugita irotte shiro ni modorenai kedo
sore de ii atarashii iro de asu wo egakou
I trampled down the pedals with all my strength.
They are vigorously spinning as if I would able to fly.
Your arms wrapped around me from the back
seems to be tighter than before.
Even though I can remember the color of the wind that day,
the dreams and days that time are always faint.
We wanted to paint tomorrow so bright.
We used to many pretty colors...
With bad moments and colors of broken dreams
spread through our palettes, let's paint tomorrow once again.
In the prohibited area along the riverside,
I pedaled pass through the fence.
I threw down my bicycle and looked up the sky.
That vivid color will not fade away from my heart.
If I try to remember your smile that time,
somehow it always breaks off and fade away.
To make the sad pages vanish,
we covered it with too many colors...
The over painted canvas won't turn white anymore.
But that's alright, let's paint tomorrow a new color.
We wanted to paint tomorrow so bright.
We used to many pretty colors...
With bad moments and colors of broken dreams
spread through our palettes, let's paint tomorrow once again.
The over painted canvas won't turn white anymore.
But that's alright, let's paint tomorrow a new color.
omoikiri funzuketa pedaru wa marude
sora wo tobe souna kurai ikioi wo tsukete mawatta
ushiro ni noseta kimi no mawashita ude ga
boku no koto itsumo yori tsuyoku dakishimeta ki ga shita
ano hi no kaze no iro wa omoidaseru keredo
ano toki no yume to hibi wa zutto kusunda mama
asu wo mabushii kurai ni umaku egakou toshite
bokura wa kirei na iro wo nuri sugita mitai...
chotto kakko warui koto mo kowareta yume no iro mo
paretto ni hiroge mou ichido asu wo egakou
kawazoi zutto kudatte tachiiri kinshi no
saku wo koe kasenjiki no saki made pedaru wo koi da
jitensha wo nagesutete miageta sora
azayakana sono iro wa kokoro kara kienai no ni
ano toki no kimi no egao omoidasou toshitemo
nanka umaku ikanakute itsumo togirete shimau
kanashii peeji nante nakatta koto ni shiyou toshite
bokura wa ikutsumo iro wo kasanete shimatta...
kitto nuri sugita irotte shiro ni modorenai kedo
sore de ii atarashii iro de asu wo egakou
asu wo mabushii kurai ni umaku egakou toshite
bokura wa kirei na iro wo nuri sugita mitai...
chotto kakko warui koto mo kowareta yume no iro mo
paretto ni hiroge mou ichido asu wo egakou
kitto nuri sugita irotte shiro ni modorenai kedo
sore de ii atarashii iro de asu wo egakou
I trampled down the pedals with all my strength.
They are vigorously spinning as if I would able to fly.
Your arms wrapped around me from the back
seems to be tighter than before.
Even though I can remember the color of the wind that day,
the dreams and days that time are always faint.
We wanted to paint tomorrow so bright.
We used to many pretty colors...
With bad moments and colors of broken dreams
spread through our palettes, let's paint tomorrow once again.
In the prohibited area along the riverside,
I pedaled pass through the fence.
I threw down my bicycle and looked up the sky.
That vivid color will not fade away from my heart.
If I try to remember your smile that time,
somehow it always breaks off and fade away.
To make the sad pages vanish,
we covered it with too many colors...
The over painted canvas won't turn white anymore.
But that's alright, let's paint tomorrow a new color.
We wanted to paint tomorrow so bright.
We used to many pretty colors...
With bad moments and colors of broken dreams
spread through our palettes, let's paint tomorrow once again.
The over painted canvas won't turn white anymore.
But that's alright, let's paint tomorrow a new color.