Sometimes I ask myself why I'm not like everyone
I'd be away from all my problems and closer to my friends
'Cause they all took the same ways: Girlfriends, steady jobs
While I'm pluging my guitar in an empty pub
Yeeah

Oh, I just took another road
Now I know how much it

What's the point
Of living this world
Of quiting my job
I've left my old mother

To reach a star
That don't seem to shine
But I feel it inside
Yes my day will come

They can laugh when I say that
They can talk on me all night
I'm fading

In some par