When I come to my childhood
I wanna stay longer and play good,
All the dusty people I met here
I wanna freeze them in a memory
Stay with me
Constantly
Waited too long
I was wrong
Carry on
when I'm gone
Stay with me after I'm gone
Your home this place seems cold
When you are 9 years old
When a little boy comes and starea at me
I try to say all I have to brokenly
Is the future bright or is it humble
He wants to see everything in numbers
I have to say
All is fine
Waited too long
Waited too long
I was wrong
When I'm gone
When I'm gone
Carry on