Thinking by Irene Flaming

'Thinking'

Everyday I run away into dream thinking it makes point of my life
And I fly high thinking it makes sense of this life
But the years are passing by,
And this dream is blooming
I’m not getting happy,
Because nothing happens

Everyday I pray to my Gods asking about a chance to work it out
And even for a moment to feel that I’ve made it not in vain
And maybe someday,
I will get this feeling
I will understand why,
Why I have to pass this way oh


And maybe one day I’ll open my eyes thinking I never stopped trying
And I’ll share a tear thinking it makes sense of this life
While this world is turning,
Dreams are coming true
While your heart is burning,
Never stop believing in you
While your heart beating,
And your faith is so strong
Never stop believing
And you’ll attain your goal

• Rock
• composer
• piano rock
• singer-songwriter
• Moscow