Verse 1:
Now we’re sitting on the bench of forever,
No regrets, no single wish to be cleverer,
I can feel you; I can hear your breath,
I can hold you and mend you from loneliness.
Chorus:
Summertime is coming the sun will shine,
Right above our heads among the clouds of white,
Now there’s nothing but countless silver lines,
Do not hesitate from being blessed by light.
Verse 2:
Now we’re sitting on the bench of forever,
No regrets, no single wish to be cleverer,
I can feel you; I can hear your breath,
I can hold you and mend you from loneliness.