I'm passing through a park that I once knew
While cars and bikes run up the avenue
An ever faithful souvenir of passersby in passing years
And I can't fake that I can let it go
And so, although they dim, they're close
The past in moments standing all alone
Is placed behind, let's hope it holds its own
Those nights, your songs, my ringing ears dissolving into passing years
And I can't fake that I can let it go
And so, although they dim, they're close
While cars and bikes run up the avenue
An ever faithful souvenir of passersby in passing years
And I can't fake that I can let it go
And so, although they dim, they're close
The past in moments standing all alone
Is placed behind, let's hope it holds its own
Those nights, your songs, my ringing ears dissolving into passing years
And I can't fake that I can let it go
And so, although they dim, they're close