Gvidon

Thinking in my past
Thinking in my dreams,

I miss the girl I was
Young and dreamy

I grew up so fast
And I don’t believe
That I’m not a child

Young enigma
Wake up, wake up
It is what I feel
Wake up, wake up
Don’t wanna dream
Wake up, wake up
It’s what I feel, it’s what I see

And why my nights have to be like that
Have to be like that, have to be like that
And why my nights have to be like that
Have to be like that, have to be like that