Missed The Train
My life passes before me like a movie on a screen
I can't help but questioning and asking if it's real
Is truth a thing I can hold in my hand?
Or just an idea I should understand?
The crowd of faces they turn into a blur
My mind is racing, my head starts to hurt.
All the colours and shapes
They seem to collide
As I'm desperately trying, trying to decide.
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same, it sounds the same
Well I meet so many people from all over the world
with stories to be written and stories to be told
stories can teach us the things we don't know
stories can help us all to grow
we all have things we can teach each other
under the stars and sitting by the fire.
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same.
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same.
But it feels I've got so far to go,
And it feels I've got so much to learn.
But it feels I've got so far to go,
And it feels I've got so much to learn.
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same, it sounds the same
Missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down.
I can't help but questioning and asking if it's real
Is truth a thing I can hold in my hand?
Or just an idea I should understand?
The crowd of faces they turn into a blur
My mind is racing, my head starts to hurt.
All the colours and shapes
They seem to collide
As I'm desperately trying, trying to decide.
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same, it sounds the same
Well I meet so many people from all over the world
with stories to be written and stories to be told
stories can teach us the things we don't know
stories can help us all to grow
we all have things we can teach each other
under the stars and sitting by the fire.
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same.
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same.
But it feels I've got so far to go,
And it feels I've got so much to learn.
But it feels I've got so far to go,
And it feels I've got so much to learn.
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same
But I missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down
All the music sounds the same, it sounds the same
Missed the train, late again
The carousel is slowing down.
Credits
Writer(s): Andrea Soler
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