For a long time I felt like a cigarette
Burning in the snow,
Forgotten on a lonley rooftop
Waiting for the rain.
There is a feeling that you get
When the ice starts to melt
The ember is running low
And you see that the sun never came.
I never met my love
I’ve lost her long ago
She had the desert in her eyes
And a mountain in her soul
I never met my love
But I’ve known that she was there
Waiting for somebody
To show her that would care.
For a long time I felt
like a burning piece of coal
Trying to be different
Always hoping for some more.
There’s a feeling that you get
When you break out of the mine
You see the sun and know
Everything will be fine.
And now and then I think
When it’s night, and the moon’s in pain
It’s easy to be different
It’s so hard to be the same.
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