Текст:
Trying to hold on to the dream
I'm painting all the scenes in which I still believe
I found my way back, back to where we came from
To that summer day when you just walked away
I'll take you to the lakeside
That's where we will meet
Hanging by the orchards
Sleeping on the trees
We'll go into the world
My hands are on your waist
You're still so much harder
I'm still saying stay
So don't you walk away