Sync Different

Tu dicevi troppe coseCanzoni tinte di roseParole grazioseOh baby oh baby oh
Parlava di poesieRose c'est la vieIl cielo è sceso quiOh baby oh baby oh
Bevevo dai suoi vetriCosì grandi, così verdi e tetriI suoi nudi celibiCosì grandi, severi e mobiliIn te
Scese quindi la mia sposaIncompresa fu la rosaCome ogni altra cosaOh baby oh baby oh
Tu dicevi troppe coseCanzoni tinte di roseParole grazioseOh baby oh baby oh
Parlava di poesieRose c'est la vieIl cielo è sceso quiOh baby oh baby oh
Bevevo dai suoi vetriCosì grandi, così verdi e tetriI suoi nudi celibiCosì grandi, severi e mobiliIn te
Scese quindi la mia sposaIncompresa fu la rosaCome ogni altra cosaOh baby oh baby oh

FOR BETTER OR WORSEOne more day to wake up with the sunStarring at the steam of his hot coffee
behind him his family
He’s been trying, trying hard but there’s no mercyIt’s one more day to accept his destinyIf it’s cold outside, if he’s burning inside
No dreams and no needs
He’s gotta carry on
For better or worse, he would keep on
Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, he’ll just carry on
Never reviving the flame
Frozen in the daily game
For better or worse.
One more day to stand up with the sun
She doesn’t even know if she slept last night
The pills are no longer workin’ so right
One more day to fight,
to fight with her own mind
Dizzy, empty, it’s freezing inside
The rooms don’t change, but the complain remains
Hoping of tomorrow and a new beginning
Today again she’ll end,
sittin in the dark
And carry on.
For better or worse, they would keep on
Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, they just carry on
Never reviving the flame
Frozen in the daily game
One more day to head home with the risin’ sun
Like any other night she ran after the money
The black sunglasses can’t hide you honeyOne more day she’ll sleep away, she’ll sleep away her life
The smell of the strangers like a thousand knives
Cause she believed so wrong, her youth is runnin’She can’t find the right path, though her bell is ringin’
So she swears that the next day, she’ll new begin
But she’ll carry on..
For better or worse, they would keep on
Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, they carry on
Never reviving the flame
Frozen in the daily game
I see them every morning, everyday
Did they ever know what it is to live for?
Have they ever seen the true picture or
Will they ever remember what their dreams were…For better or worse, they would keep on Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, they just keep on Never reviving the flame
Frozen in the daily game
For better or worse.