A little child, days away
Rememberin' years, forgotten tales
They all seem so far, something that I never knew


Memories of a time that is gone
When just some notes meant a hundred words

Sleep those years, like ghosts I cannot hold

Someone says there is nothing to remember

But looking for some other ways
I think we went a bit too far


RIT: I miss that sound, that belongs to the past
Like a memory goes round, spinning round again
I'll always be there, playing the saddest song

Cause there's no place to run, now that the lights are gone

From everyone and everywhere

I hear people talking about some other waves
So many empty notes, I guess it's quite a show


And now I'm waiting here for my world to change
Looking for clues in an empty room
Like a child so lost, never found until now


Someone says there is nothing to remember
But looking for some other ways

I think we went a bit too far

RIT


And now, all that I can make is to cling to memories
While the music goes astray

And nobody seems to care
I've never been able to go, I always had to stay
Like a ship without a sail, 'till the time will waste me...



I miss that sound, I miss that sound

You don't have to read my mind to know
What I'm searching for


I miss that sound, I miss that sound
Like a melody that tagged along
It takes me where I belong


I miss that sound, I miss that sound
You don't have to read my mind to know

What I'm searching for
I miss that sound...