Rewind

Rewind the tape
Rewind the clock
How do you feel

Rewind the tape
Rewind the clock
It changes nothing

Don't you see
I am no one to you
There's a hole
Inside your soul
Where all is falling to

It would change nothing
At all tonight
If we turn back the tape
If we turn back time

Even if all shooting stars go back to space
If all falling leaves grow once again
All will turn to ash and sand
As it must happen in the end
All would be the same

Even if all shooting stars go back to space
If all falling leaves grow once again
All will turn to ash and sand
As it must happen in the end
All would be the same

Rewind the tape
Rewind the clock
How do you feel

Rewind the tape
Rewind the clock
It changes nothing

Don't you see
I am no one to you
There's a hole
Inside your soul
Where all is falling to

It would change nothing
At all tonight
If it’s once again
If it’s one more time

Even if all shooting stars go back to space
If all falling leaves grow once again
All will turn to ash and sand
As it must happen in the end
All would be the same

Even if all shooting stars go back to space
If all falling leaves grow once again
All will turn to ash and sand
As it must happen in the end
All would be the same

Even if all shooting stars go back to space
If all falling leaves grow once again
All will turn to ash and sand
As it must happen in the end
All would be the same