Every day is a day of celebration,
Then moment passes and steals lightheartedness.
There are only memories of burned youth,
The warm summer nights and echoes of laughter.
When the street lights are on,
I look out and travel with my imagination.
I build a cardboard spaceship like a child
And dream of flying away.
Come to me, come with me!
Together and all,
We’ll fly beyond the stars…