All These Things Songtext
von Cucumba

Life is a puzzle
With its pieces hidden well

Why the fuss
It′s only left to chance
So who am I to judge?

All these people that I never met
They don't make it easy to forget
All the views
I refused


And the stories that I could have heard
Oh they could have made me less afraid
Of the times
I despised

Life is a book
But it′s index is a mess

Why the fuss
It's only left to chance
So who am I to judge?

All these choices that I never made
Could have led me to a fitting mate
Sealed my fate
By mistake


And the words that never saw the light
Maybe made me an unpleasant sight
To the few
That broke through