I took the caravan to the past
The wind is blowing through my hair
My love is waiting for me
And... Here I come at last.
And while I rolled from the present
I saw it all, and I have no big regrets
Just small
That’s why I’m coming to take you home.
I found what I was seeking on a roof,
So close to the blue-eyed sky
And the weather was warm
just like a summer evening.
I want that roof full of friends
To be my past, future and most of all present
And you, my love, to be the gravitation shield
That keeps all those things together
And makes all of this happen.
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