Impulse

Time to say goodbye to my home town
I've got nothing to loose so here I come
I've been waitin' for this time so long
I'm not struggling with the same things anymore
But you passed my way and we started meetin' each and everyday
You're always choosing the hard path, maybe I like you...

I'm gettin' so old
But before take me where I belong

Now you owe me a couple of stories
I will never pretend I'm sorry
You gotta play this game anyway
Know you tried your best so it isn't your fault
There are no tricks for real life
Time will show you were right so let me know (why)
I wake up and again it's Sunday
Too many rules in fair play
I go out and faces are grey
But yours is shinin' on my face
How many reasons do I need to feel all right with myself
And fly away from this problems?
Hoy many rivers do I have to cross? If everyone knows that

I'm gettin' so old
But before take me where I belong
Uh-oh, there are no tricks for real life