Summers

In a dream I swam to the other side, from all wasn't fair and suddenly my heart was numb, now I ever lose the track again, now I never lose the track again. But worries come fast and I am too young to know, but too old to change. On the yellow fields of the harvest swaying, I fell with you, and now I never want to walk alone. Why am I always afraid of losing it? Why am I always afraid of losing it? I must have lost the track of where I'd come. I must have lost the hope. And summers turned so fast, like everything I knew. And friends they passed me by, all the ones I used to know. I must have slept for long. I didn't know where I have come. In a dream I swam to the other side, and everything was different and suddenly my heart was light, now I never lose the track again, now I never lose the track again. People were calm, and no one seemed to care but neither raise the hopes. With a dagger in hand, and with time to kill. I could promise not to, but now I never say no no more, always thought they would carry me, but in life you're always on your own again. With the choices at hands, and all the time I'd need, still couldn't make it work.

Don't you understand? How to let it pass, how to hide yourself, to let no one ever see your wounds, now your never lose the track again, now you never lose the track again. After all that had been haunting me, it couldn't reach me here, I didn't feel the pain, I didn't feel at all.