Good bye in the end,
You said that to me.
Please, you can stand.
Well, there’s nothing to see.
Look at the stars
Which above your head.
Let’s begin new life
And let the past be dead.
We’re going home,
We gonna be all right.
I’ve just finished my poem
And gong back to twilight.
Gong home, that’s right.
We’re going home.
From deserted shore
To lovely city.
We drive more and more.
Don’t you say it’s pretty?
Driving home with me
Under the northern sunshine.
Listening the “White lion”
So, that way we coming home.
That road to drive home.