The blue hour whispers What we won't say Our steps won't get lost In the city We hid among the raindrops Both thinking a bit too loud Of the Outland Road I guess fate was just winking The hopscotch on the sidewalk Had no sky We picked the same card that day Diamonds, alright Funny life should show up In a Greek restaurant The winter gives I guess fate was just winking But a story needs to be told And I prefer life Silent as gold But the story must to be told