too many things are left to nowhere
too many tears are cried for this.
time doesen´t stop just running forward

the things I miss

I do remenber all the old times.
the time of laugther and of pian.
these thins are gone but all the memories

do still remain.

better face the situation
time´s too short to run and hide,
better know where you have to go
running forward all the time.

sometimes in hopeless situations
when everything around goes wrong
it seems: there´s nothing to believe in.
you´ve to be strong

nobody´s born to be a looser.
every human beeing everywhere
life can be hard life can be easy

never ca