I miss those good ol' times
Just you and me so cool
Sippin' on a cup of joe
Was it one lump dear or two?
An early winter
I miss those good ol' times
When your words were good as bread
And laughs danced around our heads
All snug in a blanket warm
An early winter
a gdy mnie sen zmorzy zakradnij się
i pozbaw mnie twarzy
powoli zedrzyj skórę uwolnij mnie
od rysów tych przeklętych
a z gliny ulep mi kobiety prostej twarz
i nową daj tożsamość
nauczę się nauczę jej na pamięć
i kiedy się spełni bezkarna i naga przjdę ulicą
Who said the past is finished
Who said the future is before me
Who is gonna show me a way
When time stops and time is never ending
I said the past is finished
I said the future is before you
I'm gonna show you a way
When time stops and time is never ending
Nobody said the past is finished
Nobody sais the future is before me
Nobody gonna show you a way
When time stops and time is never ending
Have a nice day