| [00:17] |
My train, your call, the rain to end |
| [00:21] |
The news, the fall, my lousy friends |
| [00:25] |
The spring, my ride, your halflit face |
| [00:29] |
A break, a breath, a little space |
| [00:33] |
It's hard to measure time |
| [00:35] |
In a city without seasons |
| [00:41] |
The smog makes gorgeous light |
| [00:43] |
But you can never let the breeze in |
| [00:49] |
I've been waiting for so long |
| [00:52] |
That I forgot the reason |
| [00:57] |
It's hard to measure time |
| [00:59] |
In a city you don't believe in |
| [01:21] |
I dreamt again of someplace cold |
| [01:25] |
Where air gets thin, and I'd grow old |
| [01:29] |
But noise, and heat, they brought me back |
| [01:33] |
That was today, I think, but I lose track |
| [01:39] |
I had a chance to leave one time |
| [01:43] |
It was the day we met |
| [01:47] |
The moment drifts into my mind |
| [01:51] |
Till once again I forget |
| [01:53] |
It's hard to measure time |
| [01:55] |
In a city without seasons |
| [02:01] |
The smog makes gorgeous light |
| [02:03] |
But you can never let the breeze in |
| [02:09] |
I've been waiting for so long |
| [02:12] |
That I forgot the reason |
| [02:17] |
It's hard to measure time |
| [02:19] |
In a city you don't believe in |
