"Primary"

The innocence of sleeping children Dressed in white and slowly dreaming Stops all time I slow my steps and start to blur So many years have filled my heart I never thought I'd say those words Further we go And older we grow The more we know The less we show The very first time I saw your face I thought of a song and quickly changed the tune The very first time I touched your skin I thought of a story and rushed to reach the end too soon Oh, remembre Oh, please don't change