Some years have been lost
But a sound, a name haunts me/accompanied me
The one I used to be as a child
How may he look at me now?
How may he look at me now?
Nothing has happened right
What I dreamt fell to pieces like dust
But if you can still trust me
You may be able to overwrite it, it's not late yet maybe.
And on the piano a song's playing again
That my heart closed into instrument is alive
I owe one more dream
and after my voice the wind may turn
The mask of everyday I let to be put on me permanently
I'm stepping out of the door
This is a house collapsing
And you're waiting there in the light
And on the piano a song's playing again, that my heart closed into instrument is alive
I owe one more dream
and after my voice the wind may turn
And some light will appear everywhere
And on the piano a song's playing again, that my heart closed into instrument is alive
I owe one more dream
and after my voice the wind may turn
Some years have been lost
But a sound, a name haunts me/ accompanies me
The one I used to be as a child
Is proud of me, isn't he?
Is proud of me, isn't he?