Il testo della Sometimes

John Farnham

Data di rilascio : 04/10/2002

Durata : 0:04:07

Stile : Pop

Sometimes i feel folded, like a piece of paper
Dirty with the fingerprints of unrepentant hands
Who never ever thinks about the words of love inside me
'cause it's all so plain and simple thatno-one understands

Sometimes i feel congested like peak hour in the city
Choking on the petrol and the deisel and the dust
I sit and wonder how we all could be so stupid
And i want toleave my vehicle and let it turn to rust

And i wish i had your confidence
I wish i had your smile
I wish i had your joie de vivre
Your innate sense of style
And i wish i had your body near me
Warming up my nights
Saying oooh babe, baby it's alright

Sometimes i feel miniscule just like an amoeba
Floating on a plate of glass watched by unseen eyes
And i feel so cold and lonely in that instant of existence
And i wonder if someone's watching me up above the sky

Perhaps there are no solutions
Perhaps just other questions
Maybe there's a meaning to my solitary life
And i know that there's no guarantees
There's just the pain of living
Perhaps there are no solutions
Maybe there's just life