When my time will be long
When you’re home will be cold

When I’ll see the pictures
All in black and white

It will mean a lot for me

As a dreamer I would run after
The Sun
Catch and feel the warm
That you’d have left

When the fire will be, burnt out
And the walls have yellowed

It will mean a lot for us

As a dreamer I would run after
The Sun
Catch and feel the warm
That you’d have left