Going through the motions.
Ending up nowhere at all.
Can't see the sun on my wall.
Going through emotions.
Ending up on a frozen morning
With a heart not even broken.
Seems I've been running all my life, all my life.
Seems I've been running all my life, all my life
Like watercolours in the rain.
Find a place to settle down.
Get a job in a city nearby
And watch the trains roll on by.
I'll find the falling star.
I'll fall in love with the eyes of a dreamer
And a dream worth believing.
Seems I've been running all my life, all my life.
Seems I've been running all my life, all my life
Like watercolours in the rain.
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Лирика | 12 июня 2007