Grand Prix

Without knowing where, I go
Walking around the dimly-lit town at midnight
Nothing, nowhere, nobody, no one

Without knowing where, I go
Colors change outside the window
From the radio, from the car stereo
The music is playing as if it's escorting me
Everything becomes clear
I can go everywhere

My longing, twilight, greetings, romance
I'm throwing them away from the window
I just wanna be dancing now, if it's a dream