rainy days are passing by
the time where hands no more are tied
free as a bird i can spread my wings and fly,
bringing back the colors to the things in black and white
good times they go
good times they come
when time goes by
no need to hide
myself inside
while the sun keeps shining
there’s always a light
even at night
a tiny star is shining bright
oh how time can fly
as time goes by
facing the truth, finally getting the proof
a new perspective in my mind
time to leave the rest behind
and see what else is there to find
good times they go
good times they come
when time goes by
no need to hide
myself inside
while the sun keeps shining
i see the light
even at night
a tiny star shines from inside
oh how time can fly
as time goes by