As I look back on some nights in the park, 
Strange meetings in the dark, 
I can see you talking to unknown shadow 
As the black sky is coming down on us so low (Chorus) 
And I wonder why 
I always keep pleasant memories of the past 
Why anything bad or good seems better, once it has passed 
I'm facing the ceiling, alone in the dark 
Remembering all the things which have left a mark 
I find it hard to see what stands in the shadow 
As if somebody didn't want me to know (Chorus) 
This very personal story 
May only make sense to me (Chorus)