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... composta mentre dormivo in macchina andando dal dentista....
Now I should be happy
I've got a house
I've got a job
My health is good
I have enough money
to pay my dues,
to buy new clothes
to go to the cinema on Sunday afternoon.
I have a car
I have two pretty cats
My parents are still alive
and they're well.
I can do whatever I want
I can go out or stay at home
sleeping on my yellow sofa in gray afternoons
I have a lot of friends
somebody has even lost his head for me.
And then why am I so sad?
Why does this world seem so meaningless?
I've lost my man
I've let him go away
I cannot deny it's my fault.
And now I am here
with a black cruel beast
which is eating my soul.
I long for green fields and blue skies.
Where are they?
Are they in this world?
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Maybe, becouse this world has no means
RispondiEliminaother then those we can create with our dreams
That cruel beast won't go on its own
'til you kick it away so to free up your soul
and if you ever lack the power to fight
let me take your part and ride right beside
I see fields and skies you're searchin' so hard
they're as close as you will, just follow my heart
written by: probabily, the one you belive lost his head (but he really did not, as is perfectly aware of what he does)