I've got no place of my own
no chair to call my throne
no dog to throw this bone
loneliness all I've known
one set of prints on the shore
I've learned to live with nothing more
nothing beside me for sure
life's gotten a little heavier
my prints get deeper
I keep my head low
I cant let my feelings show
I stare at the sand, and the sea
I wish sometimes that things could be
a little bit easier
but
no...
things are the way they are
no more wishes to the shooting star
no more wishes, no more wants
and shadow haunts
only needs... i have all i need
nothing more
i don't need anything else....
only one set of footprints in the sand in the end
because I like to carry my girlfriend ;)