Now that the stars are back in the sky
And the silence no more makes you cry
The sleepy little boat is sailing in winter stream
Taking you across a midsummer nights dream
Tell me do you still think about the conversation
Unknown in the middle of the constellation
And do you still walk across the crazy dance floor
Alone towards the exit door...
Now that your old 88' radio sings
Westlife guys song "flying without wings"
And listening to FM 89 in the nights gloom
You fall sleep in that old couch in the drawing room
Tell me do you feel cold as the fog covers your window
You search for something you will never know
And you feel like you no more belong here
Memories linger everywhere…
Now that the candles light your computer table
And you watch your TV with that worn Sony label
Your cell phone is set on the Copacabana tone
That you liked so much in the past now gone
So, tell me do you still think about the conversation
Unknown in the middle of the constellation
And did you walk across the crazy dance floor
Alone towards the exit door...
Now that your famous sound system looks so old
And you still wear that ring made of gold
On expensive wrought iron furniture dust and memories grow
Forsaken are the grand piano and guitar you loved so
So, tell me do you still think about the conversation
Unknown in the middle of the constellation
And don't you miss me on the dance floor
While you walk alone towards the exit door...?
Tell me, are you thinking about the conversation
Unknown in the middle of this constellation
And are you not missing me on the dance floor
Now that you are walking towards the exit door..?
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