Life, it is strange.
It gets good, it gets bad.
And my life, there's no change.
There's no time for turning back.
Why do I go from day to day?
Life, I've been wasting my time.
And they say that love's a crime,
Since I last saw you.
Well, maybe tomorrow
I'll wait up and see.
And all of my sorrows
Will all be well behind me.
Life, it is strange.
It gets good, it gets bad.
And my life, there's no change.
There's no time for turning back.
Why do I go from day to day?
My song it goes on, it goes on.
It goes on.
My song it goes on, it goes on.
It goes on.
My song it goes on, it goes on.
It goes on…