Why am I always rushing?
Why do I fear what has not yet come to pass?
Why do I always question myself when it is the world that should be questioned?
Because it is my right to live,
It is my right to love,
It is my right to be… me
Why am I always rushing?
Why do I fear what has not yet come to pass?
Why do I always question myself when it is the world that should be questioned?
Because it is my right to live,
It is my right to love,
It is my right to be… me
The Lonely Spaceman 