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I dream of the days when you could come back
From that very accidental past
The rain causes us the usual
Plant automatic nostalgia
I travel through the days that are born by chance
That fatal song is playing on the radio
While the most sentimental sky
Spits rain to threaten

What I would like more than to steal from the past
Your magical hours, your cloudy skies
But your eyes have all summer
It is neither late nor early, for more

I lost faith in those yesterdays that we were
I'm understanding as I go along the way
While I repeat the word destiny
I bring you and I imagine, the rest

I go in and out of hours of nerves and tranquility
No absence to regret
And a twilight opportunity
To think about where to land
I dream that I return from where I never wanted to be
Spring is late in the city
Life gives us a hello and goodbye
And some souls that will return

What I would like more than to steal from the past
Your magical hours, your cloudy skies
But your eyes have all summer
It is neither late nor early, for more
I lost faith in those yesterdays that we were
I'm understanding as I go along the way
While I repeat the word destiny
I bring you and I imagine, the rest