Pair of Hands

Forever unable to leave this place,
Only because here, there's a scenery that I'm familiar with.

If one day I were to return here again,
Using the same eyes to gaze at the same sky,
Will it still seem just as beautiful?
Maybe I am thinking too much again,
I should go sleep and talk about it tomorrow.

The step that is unable to be taken because of cowardice,
As time goes by,
Unconsciously it becomes a longer road,
It feels as if everything is too late.

Slowly, I realize that the place I am in now
Is not too bad either.
Yes, I have found myself a few good excuses.

To tell the truth, I have never fully understood,
But I've acted as if I knew everything.
Forever unable to leave this place,
Only because here, there's a scenery that I'm familiar with.

All the feelings are so small it's not worth mentioning
It seems like it's just a slight brush,
Or maybe it is because the sky that you see when you raise your head
Is too wide and endless.
Or maybe it is because I wish to stay by your side.

Even though it cannot be anymore clear in my head,
But those strangers who brush by your shoulders,
Are still making me look back with envy.

Longing for something that you do not have,
How long do you want to continue wishing for it?
When I begin to understand that feeling like this,
First started from the time I'd met you.

Everything is in these pair of hands,
Dreams cannot just be thrown in here,
Everything is in these pair of hands,
Denying the pre-arranged future...

Everything is in these pair of hands,
If there is no action, how can there be movement?
Everything is in these pair of hands,
If you do not take the first step, how can there be a beginning?