Life the inconsolable burden of the weary Priceless possession of the happy Never the same
Constantly changing from happy to sad Day into night-time and good into bad
Wait for the minutes to turn into days Worked all the hours slip quickly away
Constantly changing from happy to sad Day into night-time and good into bad Wait for the minutes to turn into days Watch as the hours slip quickly away
Constantly changing and ending the same Ride like a rainbow that's left in the rain