Sometimes I wonder why it's like that…
where this will actually lead us?
Why do we have to keep going?
Never stop, never sit, never rest;
just straight ahead that path,
and please, never look back.
Keep wanting the past,
when everything was bright and shiny.
The saddest thing is that it will never be the same as it used to.
That's what they keep telling me:
“Don't ever get use to anything, one you'll wake up and it's going to
be empty - all gone.”
I'm way to stubborn, I want it one way and I'll make sure that It will be that way.
If there's anything,
anything you really want - hang on to it.
That's why I look back,
missing all the bright memories,
all the words which were spoken,
everything I saw and was told.
I'll never forget it, burried inside me and not on single day passes
without my wantings.
I need it back -
but it won't.