Well I guess it was time, the nomads of fate uniting that night.
From across the crowd, young smile dressed in blue, saying something out loud…
They were homeless for humans making roof out of clouds.
And the sands through which you ran raising stars from the ground… A gift for the sun…

Well I guess it was you just five years apart, old enough to be you.
As the years went by, teaching how to live, younger and wise…
You’ll remember each second when I held you beside,
Legends will last forever in the places we hide… Everywhere we will be…
TURN AROUND AND MAKE ANOTHER WISH
FOR IT WON’T BE THE LAST TIME.
ONCE I’VE FOUND YOU STANDING UP FOR ME
UNDER A GALILEO’S SKY.