So I'll help keep these memories
In a diary
On the nightstand, by your bed.
I know I got addicted of the mythology (?)
Of all the mysteries
Locked away inside your head.
Because it looks like I'll miss this
Another Christmas, another birthday, another round.
One more summer, one more season, one more winter without a sound.
Write it, write it, write it down
I will read it when the days won't look so bad
Write it, write it, write it down
It's the story of a 1000 seasons' past
So now we have all this technology to send apologies
That you swim inside our heads
Our words are bouncing off the satellites
Feeding lonely nights
Landing right inside our heads.
The words are not as romantic, across the Atlantic
It's some virtual cry for help
Spend one more summer, one more season, one more winter by yourself.
Write it, write it, write it down
I will read it when the days won't look so bad
Write it, write it, write it down
It's the story of a 1000 seasons' past
Ooh-ooh. Aah-Aah.
Ooh-ooh. Aah-Aah.
Ooh-ooh.
The words are not as romantic, across the Atlantic
In some virtual cry for love.
So,
Write it, write it, write it down
I will read it when the days won't look so bad
Write it, write it, write it down
It's the story of a 1000 seasons' past
Write it, write it, write it down
I will read it when the days won't look so bad
Write it, write it, write it down
It's the story of a 1000 seasons' past
Ooh-Ooh. Ooh-Ooh. Ooh-Ooh.