Summers

In a dream I swam to the other side, from all wasn't fair 
and suddenly my heart was numb, now I ever lose the track 
again, now I never lose the track again. But worries come 
fast and I am too young to know, but too old to change. On 
the yellow fields of the harvest swaying, I fell with you, 
and now I never want to walk alone. Why am I always afraid 
of losing it? Why am I always afraid of losing it? I must 
have lost the track of where I'd come. I must have lost the
 hope. And summers turned so fast, like everything I knew. 
And friends they passed me by, all the ones I used to know.
 I must have slept for long. I didn't know where I have 
come. In a dream I swam to the other side, and everything 
was different and suddenly my heart was light, now I never 
lose the track again, now I never lose the track again. 
People were calm, and no one seemed to care but neither 
raise the hopes. With a dagger in hand, and with time to 
kill. I could promise not to, but now I never say no no 
more, always thought they would carry me, but in life 
you're always on your own again. With the choices at hands,
 and all the time I'd need, still couldn't make it work.

Don't you understand? How to let it pass, how to hide 
yourself, to let no one ever see your wounds, now your 
never lose the track again, now you never lose the track 
again. After all that had been haunting me, it couldn't 
reach me here, I didn't feel the pain, I didn't feel at 
all.