I remember the time,
                    When I was so fright less,
                   I committed small crimes
                    And broke into gardens.
                  
                      I sat on the station
              And watched trains that pass by,
                    And party's duration
                     Was  not on my mind.

                     I remember your smile
                    And emotions it brought.
                    What a beautiful time
                       To be living abroad.

                     There's always a light
                      At the end of each way.
                       I am doing alright.
                     Shall you ask me again.

                     Oh, things I remember!
                      At the end of the day,
                     Only few of them matter.
                       What else can I say