Here´s to us
one more toast
and then we´ll pay the bill
deep inside
both of us
can feel the autumn chill
birds of passage
you and me
we fly instinctively
when the summer´s over
and the dark clouds hide the sun
neither you nor I´m to blame
when all is said and done
In our lives
we have walked
some strange and lonely treks
slightly worn
but dignified
and not too old for sex
we´re still striving for the sky
no taste for humble pie
thanks for all your generous love
and thanks for all the fun
neither you nor I´m to blame
when all is said and done
It´s so strange
when you´re down
and lying on the floor
how you rise
shake your head
get up and ask for more
clear-headed and open-eyed
with nothing left untried
standing calmly at the crossroads
no desire to run
there´s no hurry any more
when all is said and done
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