Yesterday, we were driving with some colleagues and somehow we came to talk about this song of Robbie and how we often forget to listen to the lyrics. Somehow, it was a good song for my mood of these days. When everything is going well, when life is only showing you its best sides, why do you always have to be prepared to surf the wave down? And why does it only happen for things that you cannot change or help to be otherwise?
I think that people around you make your life complete but sometimes, i would just wish that i could decide how they should think. Why can emotions be so strong in both ways? Cannot it just be for the good things that we cry? Cannot fucking just be happy? I wish Robbie was in my bed room tomorrow morning and helping me to get up…
You can’t manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful – that day.
And love is getting too cynical
Passion’s just physical – these days
You analyse everyone you meet
But get no sign, the loving kind
Every night you admit defeat
And cry yourself blindIf you can’t wake up in the morning
Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you’re lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can’t control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won’t leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won’t be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your wayThe dj said on the radio
Life should be stereo, each day
And the past that cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful, you just couldn’t wait
All your friends think you’re satisfied
But they can’t see your soul no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified, when they lived alone
Wo ist das Meer? 