Lisbon کے بول

Every night I say a prayer Look at me: Nobody cares Just a mirror, passing by Looked inside I've lost my pride! Stay with me, not for so long It's alright: No needs, no hope Such a miracle Looking back Times gone by And life wasn't bad Lord, light my way Fill these withered Careless hands Oh, skies are falling down Skies are falling down Oh, skies are falling down Skied are falling down See, the birds are back At the docks and everywhere Here in lisbon, realized This whole world So strange and divine Lord, light my way Fill these withered Careless hands Oh, skies are falling down Skies are falling down Oh, skies are falling down Skied are falling down