Letra de The Chicken On The Roast, Statues On The Bridge

Sentenced sitting, going trough my life. Those human ways full of tears. We are just pepole, sounds in my ears. It is you who is laughing what´s your way? I´ve got a disgusting human factor inside me I´m just a man and know i´m not alone We are just people runs trought my head It´s you who is suprised, is it my way? You sit in the midnight the rain on your face You cry over your lost world unable to lift up On the sweating skin the drops of rain fall You listen to them guitly, do you know where is your power? Past, present, future, time Chicken on the roast Past, present, future, time Statues on the bridge I´ve got a disgusting human factor inside me I´m just a man and know i´m not alone We are just people runs trought my head It´s you who is suprised, is it my way? The way of distress and pain The way of love stronger than death The way of lost illusions and open gates Wounds that bleed and those already healed. Is it my way?