Lyric

Me, I've always been a bit of a slowpoke

When I'm rushed, I actually want to stop

Every time they tell me to hurry up

I wonder what all the fuss is about

He's always looking ahead

And getting further and further along

But me, I stop to look at the scenery

Along the way, just for a moment

Isn't it okay not to rush?

I've finally started to think that lately

If I force myself to match someone else's speed

I'll just lose my own voice

Even if they say, "You're taking your time,"

I have my own tempo

I'm definitely moving forward

So, this is fine

I didn't know how to try my best

And worried alone at night

There are days, well, some days

I wish I could do things as well as him

Compared to when I was always trying to stretch myself

I'm smiling more genuinely now

So, even if I take a bit of a detour

I think that's all "me"

There's definitely a view

That you can see without rushing, somewhere

Rather than moving fast, I want to feel deeply

It's okay to have days like that, right?

Just because I'm slower than others

Doesn't mean anything is missing

If it's the path I chose myself

That's plenty enough

The sunset in that park

I found during a detour

Or the sudden breeze in a fleeting moment

There are things I don't want to forget, right?

I'll get there without rushing

I just need to go at my own pace

It's just right to be walking with a smile

Beside him as he runs

Even if they say I'm taking my time

I'm moving forward little by little

Not competing with anyone, at my own pace

I'll live today, too