My life is an endless succession | |
Of people saying goodbye | |
My life is an endless succession | |
Of people saying goodbye | |
And what's left for me? | |
What's left for me? | |
At one time, the future, it stretched out before me | |
But now it stretches behind me | |
And all of the best things in life are behind glass | |
Money, jewellery and flesh | |
And what's left for me? | |
What's left for me? |