Melody of love

Every day is the same, the
birds and back again
rush to the sea to land
the moon shines in the night
the stars shine sky prink
and is always in my mind.

I feel something wrong in my life
everything is beautiful, but I do not.
everyone talks about, but I'm very,
each'm happy but sad
each tire when it drags on,
I'm tired, but before the day begins
search for glass of wine, I feel
you are missing in my life.

In the morning refers to the dark
pain along the leather,
each with another chance
in the crazy world outside, can not
predict what brings luck
but I am in my style, in fact
with pain that can not be cured,
unless I am not free.

There is a conflict in my brain
future drown my sorrow
I will not see or
to mourn my prayers
but I am alone here, no
my home
with a glass in hand,
you are always in my mind.

I feel something wrong in my life
all good things, but I do not
all talk, but I'm pretty
everyone happy, but I'm sad.
all tires when the days get longer
but I'm tired before the day begins,
Looking at the glass of wine, I feel
I am missing in my life.