Look back in time - it's not that red shifted
In their eyes on that old picture.
Stacking the blocks, which do not fit
All falls apart at a slightest wind.
Picking up pieces, trying their best,
Building a castle, which they know will not last.
Exchanging the thoughts, sharing the dreams
They wrote their song, now it's time to leave.
Look he is smiling - forgotten feeling,
She is not crying, that can not be real.
