Look, the next morning
Lured by the sound
Look, outside the window
I saw something

Far up in the starry sky
The full harvest moon waxes and wanes
Nostalgic crooning
Until drifting off to sleep

The smell of the road to home
Countless lights
With fluffy pillows
Until drifting off to sleep

Look, the next morning
Lured by the sound
Look, outside the window
I saw something

Far up in the starry sky
The full harvest moon waxes and wanes
Nostalgic crooning
Until drifting off to sleep

The smell of the road to home
Countless lights
With fluffy pillows
Until drifting off to sleep