On a park bench in the cold, I told you so, it's not worth going, no Even if you're 21, you need to see the sun, you can't live within yourself On the station in the snow, on the streets you row, in a boat made of your dreams, it seems Concrete clouds roll by, splash water in my eye, trees will seize me, what's gonna do this? On the station in the snow, on the streets you row, in a boat made of your dreams, it seems On the station in the snow, on the streets you row, in a boat made of your dreams, it seems Holding my head, going to bed, my mother said she's not the way to go on On the station in the snow, on the streets you row, in a boat made of your dreams, it seems On the station in the snow, on the streets you row, in a boat made of your dreams, it seems On the station in the snow, on the streets you row, in a boat made of your dreams, it seems *