Later condensed together

 No more condensation to the sun with the sun disappeared off this is not the sign of storm that happens every day every day is estimated that the haze in the sky no one likes to miss me like I miss the past I saw a sunny day gap between the clouds block the sky slap me I picked up the binoculars and looked wistfully but could not see anything but I could not see anything see me poem of childhood memories as I have a picture I'll write them in song memories of singing occasionally flies out the window occasionally fly into the sun off the roof away from the front left some memories left behind a twilight sun I miss the days of his youth, but they never go back to a pre-dawn night in each set I will wake up on time every sunny in the morning how I want it to go, but my dear it will not tell me I do not know where I want to break with the past but I can not find where to go I miss it it were simply happy to leave me I'll only live in that crazy night I can only ever live in that crazy night I'll only live in every crazy night