When good old friends are going away
Will you wish them to remember your name?
When good old days are passing away
Will you promise your heart remains the same
Never can we suspend the time
Having to leave the tracks behind
there is a longer way ahead, After all.
There used to be a story teller
who always painted the sunshine and the rain
One has to eventually grow up
Spending a lifetime to taste the love and pain
Never can we suspend the time
Having to leave the tracks behind
there is a longer way ahead, After all.
If it’s too hard to say goodbye
Give us a try to sing a rhyme
