Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality, open your eyes look up to the skies and see.. I need no sympathy, because I'm easy come, easy go a little high, little low.....anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, anyone can see. So you think, you can stole me and spit in my eye, so you think you can love me and leave me to die? Nothing really matters to me
