White Lies. Farewell to the Fairground (№ 77414)

This place used to gleam,
I'd see it in my hopeful dreams.
Now i have to get away.
I'm running through the snow towards the sunset.
And I'm always with you.
There's no place like home.
It glowed
I've seen it in my hopeful dreams.
But now it's time for me to leave.
I run at sunset, dashing through the snow.
And I'm always with you.
There's nothing like home.