Longing as a way to live
And to survive in different scenes
Longing as the place to be
And there resist, and there resist
The park and the trees
The landscape that our mind finds to be fit
Is built and is lit
For the heart to miss
Longing the stars, longing the day
Longing for a simple sigh back then
Longing for you, longing the dream
Longing what is never going to be
Longing for the ice-cold breeze
Touching my face, a ghost-like kiss
Longing as a strange engine
To align the lights, to align my lights
The sun and the street
The landscape that our mind finds to be fit
Is built and is lit
For the heart to miss
For the heart to miss
Longing the stars, longing the day
Longing for a simple sigh back then
Longing for you, longing the dream
Longing what is never going to be
Longing the light, longing the day
Longing for a simple sigh back then
Longing for you, longing the dream
Longing what is never going to be
Longing what is never going to be
Longing for you, longing the dream...
Longing for the ice cold breeze
Longing as the place to be
Longing the stars, the park and the trees
The sun and the street, for the heart to miss...
Longing the stars, longing the day
Longing for a simple sigh back then
Longing for you, longing the dream
Longing what is never going to be