BENSTAGE 17.4 Von der Chance einer Möglichkeit

The Weatherman – Sub7even

Poppte eben einfach so in meinem Kopf. Extremer Nostalgie-Alarm. Alte Zeiten, Freunde längst entschwunden, Gefühle, Gerüche… Ein anderes Leben.

I have my ears to hear what people say
I have my eyes to see the suffering
I have a brain to use it every day
But who are you?
I have a nose to smell the sweetest things
I have my feelings to feel the summer wind
I have my own taste to decide what I would like
But who are you?

I’m just the weatherman
I make the sun, wind, rain and the colourful rainbow
I am a lucky man
I can freeze my pain if I feel that way
I have my own way to go against the world
I’m able to dream of mountains full of dream
The shall have my wish that all my dreams come true

 

But who are you?
I’m just the weatherman
I make the sun, wind, rain and the colourful rainbow
I am a lucky man
I can freeze my pain if I feel that way
I have my ears to hear what people say
I have my eyes to see the suffering
I have a brain to use it every day
But who are you?

I’m just the weatherman
I make the sun, wind, rain and the colourful rainbow
I am a lucky man
I can freeze my pain if I feel that way

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BENSTAGE 17.4 Von der Chance einer Möglichkeit

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