Tu dicevi troppe coseCanzoni tinte di roseParole grazioseOh baby oh baby oh
Parlava di poesieRose c'est la vieIl cielo è sceso quiOh baby oh baby oh
Bevevo dai suoi vetriCosì grandi, così verdi e tetriI suoi nudi celibiCosì grandi, severi e mobiliIn te
Scese quindi la mia sposaIncompresa fu la rosaCome ogni altra cosaOh baby oh baby oh
Tu dicevi troppe coseCanzoni tinte di roseParole grazioseOh baby oh baby oh
Parlava di poesieRose c'est la vieIl cielo è sceso quiOh baby oh baby oh
Bevevo dai suoi vetriCosì grandi, così verdi e tetriI suoi nudi celibiCosì grandi, severi e mobiliIn te
Scese quindi la mia sposaIncompresa fu la rosaCome ogni altra cosaOh baby oh baby oh

FOR BETTER OR WORSE
One more day to wake up with the sun
Starring at the steam of his hot coffee

behind him his family

He’s been trying, trying hard but there’s no mercy
It’s one more day to accept his destiny
If it’s cold outside, if he’s burning inside

No dreams and no needs

He’s gotta carry on

For better or worse, he would keep on

Dealing with hopes and blames

For better or worse, he’ll just carry on

Never reviving the flame

Frozen in the daily game

For better or worse.

One more day to stand up with the sun

She doesn’t even know if she slept last night

The pills are no longer workin’ so right

One more day to fight,

to fight with her own mind

Dizzy, empty, it’s freezing inside

The rooms don’t change, but the complain remains

Hoping of tomorrow and a new beginning

Today again she’ll end,
sittin in the dark

And carry on.

For better or worse, they would keep on

Dealing with hopes and blames

For better or worse, they just carry on

Never reviving the flame

Frozen in the daily game

One more day to head home with the risin’ sun

Like any other night she ran after the money

The black sunglasses can’t hide you honey
One more day she’ll sleep away, she’ll sleep away her life

The smell of the strangers like a thousand knives

Cause she believed so wrong, her youth is runnin’
She can’t find the right path, though her bell is ringin’

So she swears that the next day, she’ll new begin

But she’ll carry on..

For better or worse, they would keep on

Dealing with hopes and blames

For better or worse, they carry on

Never reviving the flame

Frozen in the daily game

I see them every morning, everyday

Did they ever know what it is to live for?

Have they ever seen the true picture or

Will they ever remember what their dreams were…
For better or worse, they would keep on Dealing with hopes and blames

For better or worse, they just keep on Never reviving the flame

Frozen in the daily game

For better or worse.