memories from my childhood
in this life that moves on
a few follies in mind
in the end, a bit of luck
in this life that moves on
you gotta get used to the idea
the rest is what we make of it
nobody expects anything from me
I think I know that already
I had to take my doubts
I had to change horizons
I've got winds, storms
in this life that moves on
leave my absences behind
in this life that moves on
you gotta get used to the idea
the rest is what we make of it
nobody expects anything from me
I think I know that already
I had to take my doubts
I had to change horizons