Toast to life

 

 

While the rest of the world is going on

I stay here in my bedroom

All alone

 

While the rest of the world is sleeping

I’m moving in a strange state of mind

With the ghost of my fairytale…

 

 When you’re feeling cold

And  the sun is gold in the sky

The wind is blowing inside you

 

If I look around me

I see my very pretty house

Remembering  our pictures on the frames

 

But a house is just a house

Without our love and our life

It’s nothing but a pretty house…

 

Nothing but a broken hope,

A half forgotten dream,

The moon clouded in mist

 

 When you’re feeling cold

And  the sun is gold in the sky

The cold  wind is blowing inside you

 

 

 

 

 

If everything is nothing

And nothing is everything

Anything could happen to me

 

But I know nothing will be

 ‘Cause my guilt is my torture

Stuck under my old shoes

So I’d better walk barefoot  …

 

Let me cry for my sins

Let me cry for forgiveness

For my own forgiveness

 

When you’re feeling cold

And the sun is gold in the sky

The wind is blowing inside you

 

When you feel like a looser

And everything goes wrong

And it seems to be on the wrong side of the road

 

Looking in your rearviewmirror

You wish to change your life

A life without the same mistakes…

 

Well, are you sure you won’t do it again?

Even if  your glass will never be full

Nevermind, and toast to life!

 

 

 

 

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