Is stopping again, like a pendulum
Tomorrow I will lose your name
In the cracks of my dead memory
The golden sun is shining
They’re calling me from the past
They want to stay and last
Tomorrow I will lose your name
In the cracks of my dead memory
The golden sun is shining
Your hands don’t let me go
Why do you need me now when all is gone?
On my own, on my own, on my own
Tomorrow I will lose your name
In the cracks of my dead memory
The golden sun is shining