A thousand hands that pull me up
It's a miracle it's fantastic
A thousand hands that pull me down
Happiness that gymnastics
And a thousand thousand
A thousand faces who look at me and you
Who knows where you are perhaps on the bus
And this sky which isn't exactly blue
It looks like recyclable plastic
But an unknown remains suspended
I do well or I do badly but who cares
Ah what a beautiful life though
I still have a thousand days to burn
And a thousand nights to chase love love
Ah what a beautiful life though
it's like a long bridge to cross
And a thousand miles of running to end up in the sea
Ah what a beautiful life though.........how many tears
And a thousand stars to fly higher, to delude myself with a thousand lies
And black days that throw me away normality, what gymnastics
And a thousand guys who tell me go, I'd stop, unpleasant people
And yet dreams never stop, they are automatic cars
But an unknown remains suspended
I do well or I do badly but then who cares
Ah, what a beautiful life though
I still have a thousand days to burn
And a thousand nights to chase love
Ah, what a beautiful life but
it's like a long bridge to cross
And a thousand miles of running to end up in the sea
Ah what a beautiful life though
Too many tears
Ah what a beautiful life though
I have a thousand and ten thousand things to say
And who knows if just this song will be enough
Which is my whole life but.....how many tears
........ A THOUSAND TEARS

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