Little Time

This is the time,
This is the word,
This is my choice
My accord.

People say: Mistakes never die.
And I go back for the last chance.
For the last dance,
With your smile.

Growing Trees,
Brake the shadows.
And you never will be free
In the end, broken smiles,
Tears chosen or the pure happy .
Will see.

The train goes ahead,
Never forget the ticket,
It's one last chance,
On your life, don't forget.