LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song
Always on my lips
A Prévert poem
Always a slight fever
From drinking too much yesterday
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Shirt unbuttoned
Yeah, I know it's winter
But my heart is tight
So I air it out
Ha, ha, ha, ha
If this anvil in the dark
Keeps me from leaving
I hold the pen of a story
I still have to write
I'm not short on time
I'm not short of air
My way, my way
Life, for me
Is a foreign language
My way, my way
But I'll have lived it my way
If my only talent
Is loving you
I naively thought
That'd be enough for you
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Success, glory
How much did you want them
But alone when night comes
Confetti, what do you do with it
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Happiness takes time
To arrive, maybe
You just gotta believe
To see it appear
Yet I know
You're the last one
My way, my way
Life, for me
Is a foreign language
My way, my way
My way
But I'll have lived it my way
My way, my way
Life sounds like a foreign language
My way, my way
But I'll live it my way
My way, my way
Life, for me
Is a foreign language
My way, my way
But I'll have lived it my way
My way, my way
My way, my way
But I'll have lived it my way