The flying black bird reminds of golden days Going backward, feels like I'll never awake When the life is lame Just dye it gray All the same ♪ The flying black bird reminds of golden days Going backward, feels like I'll never awake The winter storm reminds of winds that warm You'll never find in traffic of headlights When the life is lame Just dye it gray All the same ♪ What I've lost in the past at a quiet empty room You never know at last See you again in June What I've lost in the past at a quiet empty room You never know at last See you again in June When the life is lame Just dye it gray All the same ♪ The flying black bird reminds of golden days Going backward, feels like I'll never awake The winter storm reminds of winds that warm You'll never find in traffic of headlights When the life is lame Just dye it gray All the same