Verse 1: The Blue Morning The window’s weeping, a steady gray, A slow start to this "brand new" day. New shoes are waiting by the door, But the rain keeps tapping on the floor. Yeah, I’m feeling a little blue, it’s true, Watching the April sky lose its hue. Verse 2: The Shift But then I hear the clouds begin to part, There’s a little rhythm waking up my heart. The forecast says the silver turns to gold, A story of sunshine waiting to be told. No more sighing, no more rainy-day gloom, Because tomorrow... the world’s in full bloom. Chorus: The Picnic Dream I’m packing up a bento box, a little taste of spring, I can almost hear the cherry blossoms start to sing. A bottle of sake, just a glass or two, Underneath a canopy of endless blue. Mountains and the city, dressed in velvet pink, It’s closer than I even dare to think. Bridge: The "Honwaka" Feeling No rush, no hurry, let the clock just spin, I’m letting all that breezy spirit in. A lazy afternoon, a "honwaka" soul, Nature’s magic’s gonna make me whole. Walking through a storm of petals in the air, Without a worry, without a single care. Chorus: (Repeat) I’m packing up a bento box, a little taste of spring, I can almost hear the cherry blossoms start to sing. A bottle of sake, just a glass or two, Underneath a canopy of endless blue. The whole wide world is blushing, fresh and sweet, I’ll find my rhythm on a pink-paved street. Outro Pink on the breeze... Yeah, sipping in the shade... The brightest start that I have ever made. (Wait for the sun...) Just wait for the sun.
