Notes from the past They appear here at last Signs in my mind Tell me where I will find Notes from the past In the future will last Bricks from a time Will remain as a rime On the leaves passing by When I'm turning my face to the sky
Notes from the past They appear here at last Signs in my mind Tell me where I will find Notes from the past In the future will last Bricks from a time Will remain as a rime On the leaves passing by When I'm turning my face to the sky