It's the present and I can't cope,
it's the present without a hope.
And before it turns to dust
I wanna come back to the past.
It is an obsession.
It's a strange desire.
Who should i believe?
My mind became a liar.
It is an obsession.
It's a strange desire.
Who should i believe?
My mind became a liar
A liar
It wasn't really a delight,
but i felt i was home.
And now, do I wanna stay?
The times are changing,
are changing...
Anyway, i tried,
but every minute's like a stone,
It couldn't be delayed...
The times are changing,
are changing...
I wanna come back to the past.
I wanna come back through the dust.
I wanna come back and be able to trust.
I wanna come back to the past.