The blue hour whispers
What we won't say
Our steps won't get lost
In the city
We hid among the raindrops
Both thinking a bit too loud
Of the Outland Road
I guess fate was just winking
The hopscotch on the sidewalk
Had no sky
We picked the same card that day
Diamonds, alright
Funny life should show up
In a Greek restaurant
The winter gives
I guess fate was just winking
But a story needs to be told
And I prefer life
Silent as gold
But the story must to be told