Standing at the end of the skyline
All the sad things go up high
There's nothing I can leave behind now
I only hope that someone cares for my pain and sorrow
To think of the chilhood
Cradle was what I could hold
Life has never been told
You are kept deep in my mind
Let me follow you all my life
Anything that I can hide now
Is only because no one ever stands by my side
I want to hold your hand
Like the same old children's game
In cradie swinging again
So come on everybody
Shake,shake shaking like a rock band
Shake,shake holding up the youth-land
Shake,shake shaking to an island
Holding all the happy times in hands