The Lamplight

leaving back my hometown and my street
packing my old suitcase

in the house
of my youth
I won’t forget the shape
of toys and bikes and pencil lines
when all the simple things
were hard to learn and needed time

I had plans and courage
to get out
plastic trains and railroads
on the floor
of my room

I won’t forget the smell
of books and dogs and candy bars
when all the little things
were big enough to make me laugh

there’s a light in the house where I lived and a song from the past
you can find my old dreams in the room where I buried my heart

as I look behind
I know that time won’t stop
I lock the frontdoor
and leave at nine o’clock

there’s a light in the house where I lived and a song from the past
you can find my old dreams in the room where I buried my heart

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Music: Frederico Cristiano ©
Lyrics: Susana de Noronha ©

Music registered on Sociedade Portuguesa de Autores (SPA)
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Video conceived and directed by Luis Belo
Performance by Patrick Olufson
Production assistant: Ana Seia de Matos