Onnaji Hikari Lyrics

tsukareta atama de nazotta yume no atosaki
kanaeta risou ga koko ni arudemo tokidoki dou shiyou
mo naku kyuukutsu ni naru no wa
zeitaku na no ka na...
ashita ni nareba itsumo-doori ganbareru tte koto mo
shitte iru nemabushii kisetsu ni omoi o hasete'ru
kawaranai mono wa kazoeru hodo shika nai no ka mo shirenai
sore de mo tashika ni onnaji hikari no naka
mada bukiyou na mama de
owaranai yume dakishimete'ru n dadamatte itatte shizuka
ni toki wa nagarete'ku
tarinai piisu o kureru you nikokoro no sukima matte'ru atarashii hikari wa
donna iro darou
yukkuri to ukeirete'ku utsuroi wa mou jibun no keshikinakama
ya kazoku no yasashii kehai ga
kawariyuku kyou ni yawarakaku kaoru ima mo mukashi mo naku
nando mo tsumazuki sono tabi omoishiru yo
sou, te no hira no yume o
kobosanai you ni nigirishimeru n damabushii kisetsu ni omoi o hasete'ru
kawaranai mono wa kazoeru hodo shika nai no ka mo shirenai
sore de mo tashika ni onnaji hikari no naka
mada bukiyou na mama de
owaranai yume dakishimete'ru n da

English translation
Sekaiichi Hatsukoi - Onnaji Hikari - http://motolyrics.com/sekaiichi-hatsukoi/onnaji-hikari-lyrics.html
I traced with my tired head the trail of my dream.
The ideal that I have realized is right here.
Although sometimes I feel constrained and helpless,
is this feeling actually a luxury...?
I know very well that I can try my best again tomorrow
like always.I'm send my thoughts flying towards the dazzling season.
The number of perpetual things may be very small,
but still, shrouded in the same light,
even though I'm still unskilled,
I'm hugging my boundless dream tightly.
When I stay quiet, time also quietly flows on,
as though to give me some peace that I don't seem to
get enough of.There is a new ray of light waiting in my heart's crevice;
what color might it be?
I will slowly take it in. My own scenery has already
started changing.The feeling of tenderness from my
friends and family is softly emitting
a sweet scent into my changing present; this has never happened before,
I will learn a lesson every time when I stumble.
Yes, I must grip the dream in my palm tightly
so that I wouldn't accidentally spill it.
I'm send my thoughts flying towards the dazzling season.
The number of perpetual things may be very small,
but still, shrouded in the same light,
even though I'm still unskilled,
I'm hugging my boundless dream tightly.