Days like this to me senses

I see to the old burried losts

Golden times are when I remember

How I used to talk to my heart

Seems to be easy now

Whenever I need to cry, I hide

It's too late to get back

Looking for overfrown tracks

I'll see you in another world

I'll see you in another world

In the soul of the streets

We walked on

The magic reads

From it's old histories

Among all the people

I've never seen before

It's the ghost of you

That I'm looking for

Seems to be all set up

Whenever I think of you

I give up

It's too late to get back

Looking for overgrown tracks

I'll see you in another world

I'll see you in another world