Sometimes it feels like I’m gonna make it
But even more often it feels like not
Daily I’m chasing the wind, and each day
I’m catching vapour
And at the end of it, staying with two empty hands
…
Sometimes it feels like I’m gonna make it
But even more often it feels like not
Daily I’m chasing the wind, and each day
I’m catching vapour
And at the end of it, staying with two empty hands
…