As if it wasn't there from the beginning
A story like a dream that doesn't disappear
The day it rained, I had no place to lean on
I want someone to be by my side
When I walk down the street while talking to myself
Memories disappearing as my shadow
If you walk and walk in search of those memories
I am left alone in this cold place
Who do you meet and say goodbye to
The story of the empty reality in the heart
When I walk down the street while talking to myself
On the road of my life that will unfold like a dream
Indistinguishable between love and parting
The long, long hours laid before me
As if it wasn't there from the beginning
My little story that doesn't disappear
my little story
leftovers