Standing on crossroads with childhood memories Figures of youth had played their parts And the old man stares the last time, before he sleeps Says once more tell me your good old stories Time has come to face my past We all have been At a place in dark ♪ Pure regret Creates holes hard to fill in heart ♪ Time has come To clear both heart and mind ♪ Now that The young boy has become An old man I'm collecting pieces of my broken life ♪ He came once more With his velvet wings ♪ Now I recall What was lacking inside me ♪ Reality And dreams must be combined ♪ Or else only Loneliness I could find ♪ A paragon I had needed To gain wisdom to see Time has come to stand on my own feet I feel strong enough to breathe