In a city full of crashes and losses
Businesses and complaints
Buildings, money and people and problems
Feeling like I'll never make it through the day
All of the noise and the distractions around me
All the performance I do
All the time I spend on nonsense and fiction
I'm coming, I'm coming home to you
Sing me a song with the sound of a rainbow
Give me smile and I'll make it through
Stupid love songs make sense
When I hear them with you
Information without any wisdom
Facts and figures and plans
Convenient beliefs that serve my own purpose
Knowing that I'm never going to understand
All the friends and the colleagues and acquaintances
All the solid advice
All the adverts and magazines and fashions
We'll burn them and turn them into dust tonight
I thank you for your life
And I need you by my side
Thank god you came in time
This is our time

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