Leave it behind, stand in the hall
Sail to the moors and kiss goodbye
Silent hills await grey fall
She's left to rest alone and sigh
Over the sea they sing the same song

The whispering voices of a roman choir
The feeling that a friendship will not last a day
But do I care

It's been so long
What are you now
Are you full of ideas of your own world
I'm still shaking
It's so cold
It's just your way of saying goodbye

Over the sea they sang the same song