Are you hiding in the garden?
Or are you running down the street?
When the rain starts falling harder
And my shoes are getting wet
With the water you are coming
Down the boulevards and streets
With the water you are coming
Down the mountains in streams
Shadows playing in the forest
Children playing on the streets
I see your shadow
And its time, its time, maybe it is time
To think it over
Well I’m just getting older