25 Years

Look at you back there

your hands are shaking, contemplating

your next move

There´s an empty chair

in a crowded hall bursting in laughter

it´s waiting for you

Will you cross the line, will you stay?

Twenty five years on the road back home

longing for a sweet place to belong

twenty five years spent in a chase to find

had it once but left it all behind

Think that is painful

yet you don´t know what real pain is

and how it feels

On a brand new day

an old broken man in broken mirror

is all you will see

Mistakes have been made

true hate never dies

Is it hard to lose a friend without proper

goodbye?

Seconds, days and months quickly pass you by

maybe next time I will see you try

Twenty five years on the road back home

longing for a sweet place to belong

twenty five years spent in a chase to find

had it once but left it all behind

Twenty five years on the road back home

longing for a sweet place to belong

twenty five years spent in a chase to find

had it once but left it all behind