Life goes on
even when I'm dead tomorrow.
People buy expensive things.
Life is and stays unfair.
We are drinking wine on my window.
In the silence, we are looking at them.
And we both laugh,
In some way, we are a part of these people.
This is your life, this is how you live.
Why do you love and laugh and you never understand.
Why are you different, in a broad time.
Why do you always miss it, you never are surely free.
Yes I know, this is your life, this is how you live.
Why do we always fly, never know how it goes.
And we always rise and start and go.
Yes I know, this is your life, this is how you live and you never understand it.
You laugh suits you as you are on my window.
New mocking and it is becoming old.
You say, we have never proceeded us,
we have and have become obsessed with one another.
And the matter will run,
if one ever does not lose themselves.
And near all of the small chances,
there will always be new risks.
This is your life, this is how you live.
Why do you love and laugh and you never understand.
Why are you different, in a broad time.
Why do you always miss it, you never are surely free.
Yes I know, this is your life, this is how you live.
Why do we always fly, never know how it goes.
And we always rise and start and go.
Yes I know, this is your life, this is how you live and you never understand it.
Maybe you have dreamed exuberantly big or very small.
I have been close to the other doubts, but i miss my smooth Happy End.
I do not care if it comes or if it is already gone.
It is okay, because you have it, how you have it.
This is your life, this is how you live.
Why do you love and laugh and you never understand.
Why are you different, in a broad time.
Why do you always miss it, you never are surely free.
Yes I know, this is your life, this is how you live.
Why do we always fly, never know how it goes.
And we always rise and start and go.
Yes I know, this is your life, this is how you live and you never understand it.