1999 - Michael Schulte

I hear the sound of the whistle blowing out

Going back to old times, I’m coming home

I’ve been around in this crazy part of town

I need to get away

I want to rest in the fields behind the shed

Feel a little peace now deep inside my chest

And time has passed but this place is gonna last

Oh we keep coming home

And so we dance

Like in '99

Like in '99

And so we dance

Like in '99

Like in '99

We’re going back in time

To 1999

We’re going back in time

To 1999

Inside these rooms of our mother’s sailing home

We’re ruling kings of castles made of stick and stone

And in the streets we are playing hide and seek

Oh this is where we’re home

Oh, until the dawn we were lying on the ground

When my brother showed me how to read the clouds

So we are tied between the past and now

Between the past and now

And so we dance

Like in '99

Like in '99

And so we dance

Like in '99

Like in '99

We’re going back in time

To 1999

We’re going back in time

To 1999

And so we dance

Like in '99

Like in '99

And so we dance

Like in '99

Like in '99

We’re going back in time

To 1999

We’re going back in time

To 1999

We’re going back in time

To 1999

We’re going back in time

To 1999

Just like in '99