Geschichten des Lebens XII

Und ein weiteres kleine Stück Persönlichkeit wird der Welt offenbart mit diesem Blogbeitrag.

So true.

Oh yes I’m the great pretender
pretending I’m doing well
my need is such
I pretend too much
I’m lonely but no one can tell
oh yes I’m the great pretender
adrift in a world of my own
I play the game
but to my real shame
you’ve left me to dream all alone

Too real is this feeling of make-believe
too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal

Oh yes I’m the great pretender
just laughing and gay like a clown
I seem to be what I’m not you see
I’m wearing my heart like a crown
pretending that you’re still around yea ooh ooh

Too real when I feel (what my heart) can’t conceal

Oh yes I’m the great pretender
just laughing and gay like a clown
I seem to be what I’m not you see
I’m wearing my heart like a crown
pretending that you’re - pretending that you’re still around…

Manchmal stellen wir die falschen Fragen - zur falschen Zeit.