Eleven Years

It´s been eleven years

since I´ve been here for the last time

So many changes to the old and green view

Empty fields became so gray

in a hard and good way

my childhood turns into yellow pages

And the streets are a scenery

of a progress to keep away

It becomes inside so empty

Holding promisses that take faith

These old books I keep them safe

I read them when you went away

All my grils and friends are marked beside my age

Slow the time and in the end

a dark blue sky appears behind

Those times are so clear, are so far, but are part of me

And the streets are a scenery

of a progress to keep away

It becomes inside so empty

Holding promisses that take faith

Heavy stuff get into me

your smiles and sincerety

I don´t want it to stop right now

My blood is the same in my veins

I´m only stuck in a mood

But it´s too soon to realize that

We all can do the same mistakes

find the same reasons,

but not the same path

Staying on our destiny

Praying for something I don´t see

I can figure out

That my happiness

It´s not so far neither close

it´s just a part of me