We ran along the riverside, we hid inside a shed in the trees where we stayed overnight.
The moon would slowly dim the lights and put a silve spark in our eyes.
The darkness is fading, but all that I feel just seems so surreal.
Away from home, we're here at last on mouldy stones and slippery fields in a tale from the past.
I grew along with you alright upon a field where flowers were facing the sun side by side.
The hours are passing, it's not what it sems in brilliant dreams.
We slept nearby the lake, you promised me to stay, save me from worries that keep me awake.
