Your hair is getting gray
As the sky
And so is mine
It's all mine anyway

Your time is passing by
Should I say
Running the way
Or running away all the time?

And it's like the birds across the dawn
Flying around the chimney smoke
And the skyscrapers you have drawn

If there is no point in getting mad
Fate is laughing, we are joke
I've never meant to make you sad
At all

Your eyes are being red
For so long
We should be strong
And you're strong
Go to bed