When everything's laughing (=going your way)
How's it going, you know, that worries me
I've got your shoulder
It's like a wolf's leading the investigation
For me it's great
I find that bizarre where's my doctor
An urgent call
Hello, I don't feel too spritely there's something up Doc...!
There's a kind of snag
After all, all this happiness, what's it hiding
It dosen't make sense
It dosen't make sense
There's a kind of snag
What's going to fall on my head
It dosen't make sense
It would make sense
As long as I've got your hand
As long as I've still a cry in my heart
Cruel fate
I expect the worst I aspire for calm
Life along (?!!)
It's always: "it's nothing", i know...
To resign oneself
Before eveything soon fades away
When all is calm
A clear road
A magnificent view
When the tragedy life
Has made a slip
Hidden under the table
It dosen't make sense
There's a kind of snag
It dosen't make sense
It would make sense...