WHAT DO THEY THINK...?

That boy I respected
Had childhood too
I find it moves me
Maybe he, rode cool bike
With favourite song
Laughing after school

Oh but it's just imagination
I hope
That some things do not change
That some things do not change

Why cant's Why cant's well!?
Why cant's I don't know what to do
Why cant's Why cant's well?
Why cant's I don't know how to drive me

Loveable, dog named jack
Grew up like me
I find I'm tearing
Make merry ran after
Ball he wanted
How he did love me

Oh but it's just imagination
I hope
That some things do not change
That some things do not change

Why cant's Why cant's well!?
Why cant's I don't know what to do
Why cant's Why cant's well?
Why cant's I don't know how to drive me

I devote myself to life
Everybody must have heart
Think well! What do they think...?
Don't I know