There once was a girl
She burnt her diary and bought a black notebook.
Now she doesn't know who she was before.

There once was a boy
He threw his Pokemon sneakers away, and bought a pair of Converse.
Now he doesn't remember the adventures he used to have.

There once was a girl
She threw her pink dresses away, and traded it for a black miniskirt.
Now she can't remember since when she is the whore she is now.

There once was a boy
He traded his Digimon cards for Poker cards
Now he's in jail for illegal gambling.

But there is a girl I know.
She used to stare at the moon every night.
She found her happiness in its cold silver light...
Now she's a woman, and she's got troubles, just like everyone else.

But when she feels lonely, or sad, or like she can't hold on
She stares at the moon, like she did before.
She remembers all the good times, makes her memories come true.
Innocence is her one and only truth.