she was my best friend
she was my best friend
we won't reach up again
we broke all our plans
you've got a face, a soul, a name
but if you stay we both will go insane
nostalgia

we can't talk about old days everytime our children'll play
what kind of memories becomes of such a melancholy day
you've got a face, a soul, a name
but if you stay we both will go insane
nostalgia

you're just good for one day

i tried to leave you many times
i almost succeeded once
dreams are coming one by one to ask me what i've done