Iowa Super Soccer Sunday Comes
When days are passing
One by one
Taking minutes from your life…
When day is coming
I realize
Monday to Sunday with you is fine
All this time…
You are opening my life.
When night is coming
Snoring so quiet
Bringing shadows and closing eyes
When night is coming
I’m counting time
I can’t wait to see your smile
All this time…
You are opening my life.
When you are with me
Time is not running by
And all of troubles are fading so fast
When you are with me
I’m stealing your view
And hiding in pocket to be still with you
All this time…
You are opening my life.
