Sitting with my cigarrette

Sitting alone in the park
watching my cigarrette die
with nothing else to do
time comes and pass by
and I remenber you
sitting beside me,
drinking, talking, laughing
and letting me sing
and I ask myself
if you'll be somewhere
thinking of me, maybe.

I'm still the kid I used to be,
the one you left behind
I wonder if you've grown up
and realized your dreams.

Sitting alone in the park
watching my cigarrette's smoke
fly to the open sky
I wish you'd see its cloud
and think of me
as I remenber you
sitting beside me
drinking, talking, laughing
and speaking about your dreams
always withs sparks in your eyes
like sunshine in the sea.

I'm still the kid I used to be,

the one you left behind

I wonder if you've grown up

and realized your dreams.

I'm still sitting in the park

beside your memories,

the kid wich loved your smile

and wished for your dreams.

I'm still the kid I used to be
trapped into your memories
wishing for your dreams
without anything left
but this diying cigarrette
and my throbbing heart
thinking of you
waiting for you
in the same bank in our park
watching the clouds and the time
come and pass by
wondering if you see them too.

I'm still the kid I used to be,

the one you left behind

I wonder if you've grown up

and realized your dreams.