All of the streets now are bare, the alleyways are his although
Once more he?s alone, flanked by his shadow
All of the streets now are bare, the alleyways belong to him
Nothing worth the rush, nothing to miss
If only one could turn, turn back the hands of time
Oh what a brilliant world, he would then have built, oh
If one could just return, that which has long been gone
Oh how the world how the world, would be changed
Verse II
It?s been ten years now at least, spent walking through the silhouettes
Counting passing wheels, building up regrets
It?s been ten years now at least, spent walking morning day and eve
There?s no one to love, nor one to leave
If only one could turn, turn back the hands of time
Oh what a brilliant world, he would then have built, oh
If one could just return, that which has long been gone
Oh how the world how the world, would be changed
Verse III
It?s a grey morn in the sky, the alleyways are his no mo?
People tell him come, people tell him go
It?s that grey morn in the sky, changes the picture then once more
Sun, will you emerge, over the shore