To stop and think about the life I live
feels strange these days, because it feels as if
I'm living fully; I don't want to stop;
Don't miss the trips to every coffee shop.
There's double meanings to this sort of madness.
I met a girl; Forgot about the sadness.
Although at times it still lingers in the back,
when she is with me, there's nothing I lack.
I found a goddess on no pedestal.
To Paterlini, my pen's never still.
Don't give a damn; Forever beautiful.
Can't ever find words that are suitable;
They don't do justice to the life I'm living.
The more you give, the more life keeps on giving.