Your hair is getting gray As the sky And so is mine It's all mine anyway Your time is passing by Should I say Running the way Or running away all the time? And it's like the birds across the dawn Flying around the chimney smoke And the skyscrapers you have drawn If there is no point in getting mad Fate is laughing, we are joke I've never meant to make you sad At all Your eyes are being red For so long We should be strong And you're strong Go to bed