I dropped it somewhere, it fell outta my pocket
But I forgot the place where I’d probably dropped it
It was wrapped in paper, bright and sparkling
And now I have a feeling I can’t go on without it
It was something special, it was a present
Something unique, though everyone has it…
Chorus:
Someone, help me find
My life, ‘cause I might
Get out of my mind
It doesn’t feel right…
Who am I?
I played someone else, I’m quite good at acting
Having read many scripts, I’ve always been ready
To be anyone, lost in colorful pictures
I somehow forgot of the pain that they feature
And it was so special, it was a present
It’s a pity that I no longer have it…
Chorus
I’m putting on new faces
I’m trying on new clothes
Desperately hoping
I’ll find just what I want
I’m running out of luck
The shop’s about to close
I’ll be back another day
To carry on….
Who am I?
© Copyright: Андрей Клубникин, 2013
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