The Train av Gotthard

Looking out the window and seeing my life go by
Many times I feel the joys, some others where I cry
What’s my destination, I still don’t know
The train of life just takes me down, to where the four winds blow
But I’m not alone; everyone is going to meet its destiny
Sometimes it’s tough don’t you feel the same
But I won’t ever miss that train
Green the hills, the sky so blue, pictures of those eyes
We have many projects and she’d become my life
The things have changed, waving hands good bye
You can’t alter destiny, not even if you try
We’re not alone
Everyone is searching for his gravity
Sometimes it’s tough don’t you feel the same
We won’t ever miss that train
Do we?
Passing through stations I’ve never seen before
And I’ll never see them again
Reach out my hands for new things to come
Over and over and over again
But I won’t ever miss that train
Still looking out the window and seeing my life go by
Many times I feel the joys, some others where I cry
What destination, ha, now I know
But the train of life just brings me down to where the four winds blow
But I’m not alone; everyone is going to meet its destiny
Sometimes it’s tough don’t you feel the same
But I won’t ever miss that train
I won’t ever miss that train

Den är så sant - var för nga veckor sedan jag skrev om mitt liv som ett tåg och hur jag såg på det.
28 september var det till och med.  Låten har jag lyssnat på flera gånger och den är helt klart min nya favorit. Gotthard :)

sitter här och ska försöka plugga klart, fixa UHs saker och sedan hinna allt annat som ska göra. Hmm går ihop tja idag ska det vara klart.

Ha en fortsatt trevlig dag :)

Kramar