I used to live without the sun,
I used to see grey skies,
I know it's raining in my town,
I want to close my eyes...
I feel and taste it with my lips,
Cool wind blows through my hair;
To me it's more than just a dream,
I'm here, but always there.
I'm always there, my magic town,
With summer's nights so white,
Where gentle rain is falling down
So soft in the twilight...