Compositor: Renata Zeiguer
When you look away, the days they pile so fast
They go and go, oh, it's growing old
When we start to fail the vines'll go on climbing
They'll comb our heads as they fasten round
All the little leaves are gonna fall to the ground
They're going down
They're going down
You know that it would be much better
If you would stay like this forever
When we arrive we'll look to the horizon
We'll try to find where the endless lies
Filling with light they look just like a sunrise
I'll hold them dear in my inward eye
All the little leaves are gonna fall to the ground
They're going down
They're going down
You know that it would be much better
If you would stay like this forever
You know that it would be much better
If you would stay like this forever
You know that it would be much better
If you could stay like this forever
You know that it would be much better
If we could stay like this forever