Old Tapes

Riding to nowhere on the road,
I saw the shop again.
It shouldn't have been forgotten,
just like someone said:
My youth is there,
do you remember?
My youth is there,
do you remember?
The old tapes come to the mind of mine,
though they are at my hands all the time.
The old tapes come to the mind of mine,
though they are at my hands all....
Riding to nowhere on the road,
I saw the shop again.
It shouldn't have been forgotten,
just like someone said:
My youth is there,
do you remember?
The shop is there,
but our youth has been lost.
The old tapes come to the mind of mine,
though they are at my hands all the time.
The old tapes come to the mind of mine,
though they are at my hands all....