The summer days were over and I wished for more.
I knew that this goodbye wasn't the same goodbye like before.
The end was arrived and I denied it and I wanted to stop the time by sleeping the reality away..
There isn't always a fairy tale like they used to say.
I'm now facing the end and let the summer into the past,
counting what it all had caused and why it has to move so fast..
The winter showed his shape and the summer has born.
The warmth breeze let me know, there are no more pieces to torn...
