Second
Yeah I stopped for a second or two
When I was on my way
To wherever my second self
Has strayed
It's not that bad over here
But if I am honest
I'd rather be with my old me
By all means
I want me to feel
I want me to feel, again
I want me to feel
The sweet spring sunbeams
And their colours are somehow grey
Is that why my old me
Just ran away and has strayed
It's not as grey as it seems
But even when the colours are there
They somehow fade away
So I pray for the
Second visit to the old times
When the
Weather always felt so nice
And the
Right time wasn't even second ahead from now
Second ahead from now
Second ahead
I want that second visit to the old times
When the
Weather always felt so nice
And the
Right time wasn't even second ahead from now
Second ahead from now
I want that
I want that
(Not even second ahead)
(Not even second ahead)
I want that
Second visit to the old times
When the
Weather always felt so nice
And the
Right time wasn't even second ahead from now
Second ahead from now
Second ahead
I want that
Second visit to the old times
When the
Weather always felt so nice
And the
Right time wasn't even second ahead from now
Second ahead from now
I want that
I want that
When I was on my way
To wherever my second self
Has strayed
It's not that bad over here
But if I am honest
I'd rather be with my old me
By all means
I want me to feel
I want me to feel, again
I want me to feel
The sweet spring sunbeams
And their colours are somehow grey
Is that why my old me
Just ran away and has strayed
It's not as grey as it seems
But even when the colours are there
They somehow fade away
So I pray for the
Second visit to the old times
When the
Weather always felt so nice
And the
Right time wasn't even second ahead from now
Second ahead from now
Second ahead
I want that second visit to the old times
When the
Weather always felt so nice
And the
Right time wasn't even second ahead from now
Second ahead from now
I want that
I want that
(Not even second ahead)
(Not even second ahead)
I want that
Second visit to the old times
When the
Weather always felt so nice
And the
Right time wasn't even second ahead from now
Second ahead from now
Second ahead
I want that
Second visit to the old times
When the
Weather always felt so nice
And the
Right time wasn't even second ahead from now
Second ahead from now
I want that
I want that
Credits
Writer(s): Jan šimůnek
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