hundred miles
many faces and some tears (and) no one’s asking if i feel alright
complaining about the years taking this joyride
it’s easy to remind you
thousand miles
many changes and some people are asking if i feel alright
always around you
and everywhere seems too far from here
always around you
you dream is my reality and that’s how it will always be
and everything i do is to think the following way:
“life doesn’t have to be so complicated”
hundred miles
and i make a smart decision could you fix my broken heart
complaining about the years taking this joyride
it’s easy to remind you
thousand miles
many changes and some people are asking if i feel alright
how can things go wrong? / it’s part of a normal decline?
it’s a balance that you can’t deny, can’t deny
have you someone to blame?
it’s really easy that way! it’s a balance that you can’t deny, can’t deny
it’s over but seems so right
could you please fix my broken heart.


RatO_Ademir