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Well, the sun was made for people who were never gonna touch it but keep their heads up anywayAnd my notebook's filled with stories, some of them have kept their meaningsmost of them I've thrown awayAnd my phone calls with the strangerAnd we have nothing in commonAnd I have nothing to sayFingertips find the pulse nowAs the heart begins to slow downAnd a best friend slips awayIt used to go question and then answerBut we were younger and it was easyAnd now it goes question and then question,Question, answers don't come so easyBut I am a grown-up, so I should find something to occupy my timeInstead of notebooks filled with nonsenseLooking for answers I'll never find.Sometimes you talk when you are sleeping about things that have no meaningbut I listen anywayI have been thinking about leaving, but my best options say to stayI think I'll lay down in the street and let the cars drag me away"You know what I mean?" I think you ask me when you're done telling me your storySongtexteBut I am drunk and I have been ignoring every single word you say.And now you show me new tattoos as my fingers touch your skinYou say they all have so much meaning, while colored ink is sinking in.It used to go question and then answerBut we were younger and it was easyAnd now it goes question and then question,Question, answers don't come so easyBut I am a grown-up, so I should find something to occupy my timeInstead of notebooks filled with nonsenseLooking for answers I'll never find. Aus Songtexte Mania