I won't forget
that we are friends
even if we live so far away
we know some things will never change

My mind goes back
when youth burnt
everything that was on our path
we were shining
like a sunny sunday afternoon
dreamy

White light
turns to red light
it turns to blue light
and then slowly fades to black
lights paint my soul-sight
how I love to be that way
to feel this way
 
Million thoughts
are landing on my white skin
they cross each other
make my heart bleed
of a pure pure happiness
a kind of blue, blue happiness

You can understand
sure you can.