You're always looking at yourself Deciding what you do not want to see You paint yourself with light at night You rewrite your history The apartment that you got Has got no fire escape What will you do? What will you do? And the job that you've got Has made you work so hard You don't know who you are You don't know who you are
You say that you're taking nothing for granted But your plans don't change And you're hoping that everything's easier By the time you reach your old age I'm trying to cool you like a fan But you're making it so obvious I can't And there's always something For you to get over when I disappear away
Your heart is tied up in a joke And it's all whips, rums, and rain All the titles you so casually gave away Will come back and be your name
You did forget your memory Of all you promised you just yesterdayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
