Dark stream flow waters – marked phoney playing cards.
Long hard rocky years – easy-going starts.
And everything seems to become so simple soon.
And plaid on the knees and such close stars.
New morning – new roads
Half seas over and sored (rubbed) feet
And drops run down the glass so pretty. And time passes by. But
No regrets for life
No regrets for life
But there are regrets for instants and light on the eyelids
And night that in no way ever repeats
No regrets for life
No regrets for life
Just your glimps and warmth from your palms (hands)
And who knows, maybe all that is just my dream?