Faces Of The Past
Sitting in a half-lit room
I watch the sun goes down
Thoughts slowly spinning in my head
Am I feeling happy now?
It seems like I have everything
That one just can desire
But whisper’s growing deep inside
To scream: “I am so sick and tired!”
Should I put my dreams on a dusty shelf?
Should I be glad for getting paid
For things that I pretend to do quite well
Pointless walks to pass the evenings
Same old streets and places
Bring back all the memories I wish I could erase
I can’t be waiting anymore
It’s just a waste of time
Give me some little motivation
To throw it all and leave this town tonight
All I want is to leave it all behind
And never see the faces of the past
Pointless walks to pass the evenings
Same old streets and places
Bring back all memories I wish I could erase
I can’t be waiting anymore
It’s just a waste of time
Give me some little motivation
To throw it all and leave this town tonight