Lyrics:

The city yawns and stretches
There's songs to sing
With the voice of elder and the young ones slept
Heavy eyes that see clear but can still dream
And this feeling irks me
But it's gone so quickly

And you're still new to me
And you burn so brightly

I just smile politely at everyone I see in case you suddenly appear
Now I'm tired of waiting
And this hesitation
We buried the hatchet in our own back yard

We buried the hatchet in our own back yard...