歌词
Work kills my inspiration
In order to take my energy
Others have stronger patience
They call it a day after me
Do you see the same eyes
When I'm at the piano
Did you see me cry
Did music do that too
How come it feels right
And so wrong, so wrong at the same time
Money's no satisfaction
Just need it to pay to make it through
As if that is my attraction
Look into my face - I'm asking you
Do you see the same eyes
When I'm at the piano
Did you see me cry
Did music do that too
How come it feels right
And so wrong, so wrong at the same time
We only work for the paycheck
And for the pensions to come
Waste most of our lifetime
My identity should be self defined
Make it impossible for someone else to sign
Below my papers - my future my present
Is safer the more I follow my interests
And my eyes shine so different
At the piano