Σtella - Piano Stool Lyrics

I'm sitting on the piano stool
and feeling like the bigger fool
a little trip that lasted long
it seemed to me I'd never gone
the time would pass I had you by
not close enough to show you why
I said goodbye to little things
my yellow shirt, some golden rings

The green of eyes, the red of skin
all of a sudden look so thin
adding the numbers now won't do
trying to find some other you
so now you met the little me
I bet it wasn't hard to see
At lost and found our memories
will always be in our blue seas

making of making of, making of making of me