I am sorrowful, but it seems like somebody told me
That one of these days something good will happen
That place that I never even considered
When I’m full of pain

I know that you’ll just tell me, “There you go again…”
But look, there’s a new set of footsteps on the snow
There’s a fragrance filled with memories in this house
And these are a sign…

Just like a letter that’s on its way
One of these days will arrive at my hands
A horizon forever standing before me
And I’ll sit and gaze it at
Every time I’m about to fall
My steps reach the brink of a valley
But there’s a person in that final moment
Who will hold my hands
Who will hold my hands

I am like a desert, and I’ve got a feeling
That it will rain in just a few moments
And although I’m surrounded by nothing except sorrow
I’m still certain

Just like a letter that’s on its way
One of these days will arrive at my hands
A horizon forever standing before me
And I’ll sit and gaze it at
Every time I’m about to fall
My steps reach the brink of a valley
But there’s a person in that final moment
Who will hold my hands
Who will hold my hands