Dreamy

Dreamy are the streets

where you walk by

Dreamy are the streets

where summer is starting to die

Dreamy is the dusk

when my eyes begin to close

Dreamy are my dreams

where I can see those childhood roads

Where I used to walk all alone

Looking for a smile

Where you used to live

Dreamy are the streets

when the sun fades far away in the horizon.

DA 2014