The old dog sleeps and sleeps these days
And we recall he used to play and play
Here we are, left alone again
In rooms of silence, we just join in
We join in
If you could return to that certain-something spring
What decision would you amend then?
Could you dream of them?
Stop and ask the night
What it stole from you
Ask the night what it stole from you, and
Can it be returned?
Restless hearts, do they come with youth or age?
Now here we are, just trying to fill a page
We're just trying to fill a page
Stop and ask the night
What it stole from you
Ask the night what it stole from you, and
Can it be returned?
Since you left, the seasons come and go
Now pain is the only word I need to know
It's the only word