Seaside

we spend too much time on illusions
we try to be happy in our lifes
we don't realize we are so lucky
but we can celebrate and have fun

you showed me one day how to do it
and i'm asking if this is the chance
again the confussion is coming
again we are playing with fire

the wind blows the stars in the darkness
and time is escaping the past
we look at each other with brightness
but the moon goes to bed very fast

i hope we can find the surprises
and will take a walk on the sand
because now we are talking
because it's never that bad