Текст песни Sting - The Book Of My Life
Sting - The Book Of My Life слова песни
Let me watch by the fire and remember my daysAnd it may be a trick of the firelight But the flickering pages that trouble my sightIs a book I`m afraid to writeIt`s the book of my days, it`s the book of my lifeAnd it`s cut like a fruit on the blade of a knifeAnd it`s all there to see as the section revealsThere`s some sorrow in every lifeIf it reads like a puzzle, a wandering mazeThen I won`t understand `til the end of my daysI`m still forced to remember, Remember the words of my lifeThere are promises broken and promises keptAngry words that were spoken, when I should have weptThere`s a chapter of secrets, and words to confessIf I lose everything that I possessThere`s a chapter on loss and a ghost who won`t dieThere`s a chapter on love where the ink`s never dryThere are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies.Though the pages are numbered I can`t see where they leadFor the end is a mystery no-one can readIn the book of my lifeThere`s a chapter on fathers a chapter on sonsThere are pages of conflicts that nobody wonAnd the battles you lost and your bitter defeat,There`s a page where we fail to meetThere are tales of good fortune that couldn`t be plannedThere`s a chapter on god that I don`t understandThere`s a promise of Heaven and Hell but I`m damned if I seeThough the pages are numbered I can`t see where they leadFor the end is a mystery no-one can readIn the book of my lifeNow the daylight`s returningAnd if one sentence is trueAll these pages are burning And all that`s left is youThough the pages are numbered I can`t see where they leadFor the end is a mystery no-one can readIn the book of my life