Lunik The Bubble I Am In
I'd like to stay and linger in this very moment
at least for a year
but I am floating on the surface of my life
it seems I can't control anything
like an outsider looking in
I always thought that I need to prepare for things to
come
it turned out I’m already in the middle of my life
and it's the only one I've got
what was I waiting for?
It's all happening now
living happens in between your hopes and dreams and
fears
stay still for a while and then you'll hear
when will my life end? when will it begin?
what is the bubble made of I am in?
sometimes I ask myself which is the right question to
ask myself:
„when will my life end? or when will it begin?
what is the bubble made of I am in?
so you should take care cause if you look the wrong way
at the wrong place, the wrong time, the wrong day
it can easily happen that you miss your life
while waiting for it to arrive
asking yourself
when will my life end? when will it begin?
what is the bubble made of I am in?
sometimes I ask myself which is the right question to
ask myself:
when will my life end? or when will it begin?“
what is the bubble made of I am in?
isn't it hilarious:
we're walking side by side
and everyone's thinking
he's the only lonely
and we're asking ourselves:
what is the bubble made of I am in?
