Lyric

A small voice by the train window

A pebble I picked up in a distant town

Trembles in my pocket

It's a little cool

The ordinary scenery

Makes me stronger

My pocket treasure

Shining in the palm

Memories I don't want to forget

Coloring my heart

My pocket treasure

I can always go home

The sound tracing my heart

The shape of the sheep cloud

Gently pushing my back

I felt like I could start walking

The guideposts always

Become whispers

My pocket treasure

Shining in the palm

The sound of our laughter

Resonating in my heart

My pocket treasure

It's a gentle pebble

The sound tracing my heart

The music box

Scatters soft time

In the blink of an eye

Night falls

Pocket treasure

Swaying through time

At the end of the journey

A sound that is uniquely mine

Pocket treasure

Illuminating tomorrow

A sound that traces my heart

Clutching a pebble

I fall asleep