You open my eyes to your past
It may be slowly , slowly
You feel like tripping your past
Let you go back from here to present

And your passion draws scrollwork
in your mind at once
Nothing is coming up your mind
and pass by

But you have a way to past
Can't you see your own way?
Don't close your eyes from your mind
And you can't help leading to new way
You must walk this way
Because it's your life ..it's your life

Don't be afraid of staring
at your past , your hurt
So you dive to scrollwork
to find your own way , own way
It's second way

Now your passion draws future
and dreams must carry on , if tear can't stop
Nothing is to believe without yourself..
It's birth of new way

And your passion draws scrollwork
in your mind at once
And your way coming up your mind
and pass by