Moving forward and forward and forward
I'm finding all the Lost boys...

Deserve this quiet night
my heartbeats getting slower...

She slowly follows footsteps.
She is searching for meaning in nonsenses...

Do you ever dream of Catalina?
In your scientific little world...

She slowly follows footsteps.
She is searching for meaning in nonsenses...

I've been waiting too long
These winters we've made...

Deserve this quiet night
my heartbeats getting slower...

Walking the street
passing your house...