Apart..

On this lonely nigyht

Wont you lend me some time?

I wish we would talk

Go out on a walk

Relive what now is no more

That crazy youth which now is mature..

On this gloomy night

Wont you come for a ride?

I wish we would fly

High into the dark sky

Fear the fall or feel the fright

Juts feel the life while were still alive...

And to turn back the clock that has rusted now

To the golden hour that is memory now

I would give back all i won in life

To get back the one i lost in life...