How many days have passed like this
The city night-life is barely moving on.
But sometimes I've wondered where you've gone.
Story carries on.
Lonely lost inside.
I had this dream so many times.
The moment we've spent has passed and gone away.
Could there be an end to this
What I'm feeling deep inside
You know there's no looking back.

Glassy sky above
As long as I'm alive
You will be part of me
Glassy sky the cold
The broken pieces of me

Glassy sky above
As long as I survived
You will be part of me
Glassy sky the cold
The broken pieces of me

Glassy sky above covers over me
Over me...