Brielle - Another Year Lyrics

Cold wind lashes my face again
And another year has passed
The more we are detached
The more I disregard all the bad
And another year has passed

And I wonder
Am I still the same
I wonder
If I need to explain
I´m looking at all the beautiful pictures of us
And my suitcase is covered in dust

And in my mind I hug you tight
There´ll never be a real goodbye

Hands in my pocket as I walk
No straight roads ahead
And another year has passed
Home, home

And in my mind I hug you tight
There´ll never be a real goodbye

Call me dreamer
Call me vagabond
Forever searching
Perhaps it´s what I want

I close my eyes
And hold you tight
There´ll never be a real goodbye
I know these are such simple lines
But you will always be part of my life

Hands in my pocket
I wander
Hands in my pocket
I wander