Whispers of the past, echo in the silence of the night. Shadows of memories, dancing in the pale moonlight. The sun streamed in through the green curtains in my room, golden sunlight painting the walls cold blue. (If not a dream) Feel the light, wasting time with the song you love. I put it on replay. Cause I’d never realize how good the song was until you left. Be my light, all the time , must have made you tired. It never crossed my mind. That\'s why we have to say goodbye. Should I dream of you? Cause there is nothing good. Those fragments of you and me are no longer a wholesome view. (far far far away I flew) It is time to stop thinking of the day we met. The sun streamed in through the green curtains in my room, golden sunlight painting the walls cold blue. (It’s not a dream) Feel the light, wasting time with the song you love. I put it on replay. Cause I’d never realize how good the song was until you left. Be my light, all the time , must have made you tired. It never crossed my mind. That\'s why we have to say goodbye. Sinking in a long dream, like the dawn will never come Fantasy in blossom, like the fragrance of you were there. Should I dream of you? Cause there is nothing good. Those fragments of you and me are no longer a wholesome view. (far far far away I flew) Should I dream of you? Cause there is nothing good. Broken pages of notes and words all dissolve in orange hue.