NARROW LANE

I´m sorry you got to hear this, mate
I know you´re busy, I know its late,
and I´m afraid you stayed though you wanted to go
And you won´t say so … but wait!
This joke I made was bad one, I admit
But I had lots of shit on my mind and the kids
were a hard job - do yours do the same?
I got - them alone full three days.
Took them to my mum´s place, search me why I did it
Just to see her makes me choke, a mistake I admit it
She made me feel much worse by what she thought was pretty
behaviour - she acted like my bloody saviour!
Aaah, my mind is like a narrow lane, that never leads to nowhere good
Aaah, my life is like a broken frame, leaning into thin air
Aaah, a narrow lane
Then my dad came, didn´t even stop to say „Hi!“
said “wanna talk to you´bout how you´re leading your life”
I know it all by heart, heard it thousand times
his hopes, my crimes, exposed, crossed lines.
Aching to retort “Man, I´m thirty-nine!”
look at yourself, its to your life you´re resigned…”
but I kept my mouth shut just as I did when I was ten
now tell me - is your dad the same?!
When I got home my wife would just tell me she was tired
I heard it all and said: „yea, love, relax and have a shower“
But red light in my brain flashed „you´re running out of power!!“
Its crazy - when did she last say „you´re amazing!?“
Aaah, my mind is like a narrow lane, that never leads to nowhere good
Aaah, my life is like a broken frame, leaning into thin air
Aaah … a narrow lane
I´m sorry you got to hear this, mate
I know you´re busy and I know its late
Its so hard to change, stop laying the blame
now tell me - do you feel the same?
do you feel the same?
do you feel the same?
do you feel the same??