There is nothing here for you so far
So why want you stay here
Let's get in my car and driveway
We are no longer the kids in this block
Years have fade
But I will keep the promises I made
I know
You cry in your room
When it's late at night
Curled out like a child
But you can count on me
Every time the sky remains once grey
That the ghost are getting out from their graves
That the fate is losing its way
I will be here
The old oak still got our names on it
Do you remember
We wrote them on your anniversary day
Boxcars and bikes race from the hill
Are now over
And everything is rusting away
I know
You cry in your room
When it's late at night
Curled out like a child
But you can count on me
Every time the sky remains once grey
That the ghost are getting out from their graves
That the fate is losing its way
I will be here
I'll be driving my car to the west and I hope you are coming
Tonight we are taking what is ours
I'll be driving my car to the west and I hope you are coming
Let's wash our souls in the waves