You open my eyes to your past It may be slowly , slowly You feel like tripping your past Let you go back from here to present And your passion draws scrollwork in your mind at once Nothing is coming up your mind and pass by But you have a way to past Can't you see your own way? Don't close your eyes from your mind And you can't help leading to new way You must walk this way Because it's your life ..it's your life Don't be afraid of staring at your past , your hurt So you dive to scrollwork to find your own way , own way It's second way Now your passion draws future and dreams must carry on , if tear can't stop Nothing is to believe without yourself.. It's birth of new way And your passion draws scrollwork in your mind at once And your way coming up your mind and pass by