My Song

I remember an old tape recorder And that summer day at the window I heard it for the first time And she disappeared into it forever Little house curtains in flowers And your voice from the darkness I stood there holding my breath And she whispered don't go away

As the years passed the world changed But inside that very moment How the fire in the palms is alive Like a familiar warm rhythm

This song is my home my home I'm going to her again this song is my dream I'm taking care of her I laugh with her and keep silent I recognize myself with her This song is my home And I live in it Instrumental

How many faces did spring take away How many trails called from afar But when I come back to her Everything becomes not a pity Where's the school backpack by the door And the tears on his sleeve I'm the same girl again Alone with this song

Let the rains fly outside the window Let them change all the ways I keep it in my chest As an answer to everything I'm sorry