20:20 (House of Kane)

Do you think that this will be
The last we see
Of sorrow and regret
Make it stop
Make it pay
Maybe make it work some day

I got the feeling
That you are leaving
For a brand new day
You stopped believing
Now you're thinking
It's your time to get away

The days are longer now
And we can just allow
Portent of summer sun
No more rain
No more grey
Maybe we can sail again

I got the feeling
That you're leaving
For a brand new day
This time is ending
And we're mending
For the better days