noches de música y viajes en el tiempo

  let's never come here again, because it would never be as much fun

I could feel at the time

there was no way of knowing
fallen leaves in the night
who can say where they´re blowing
as free as the wind
and hopefully learning
why the sea on the tide
has no way of turning


more than this, you know there's nothing
more than this, tell me one thing
more than this, there is nothing

it was fun for a while
there was no way of knowing
like dream in the night
who can say where we´re going
no care in the world
maybe i´m learning
why the sea on the tide
has no way of turning
more than this....