Gone and passed

Sometimes I feel I'm going in the wrong way
but I can't stop my heart to make it thinking
nobody has to stay in what they call a shame
but even when I'm growing I get older

I'm figuring it out but it's a long way
and I don't even know where is it leading us
tomorrow is a new day but don't believe it much
it's going to be as pointless as the last

And it's all over
there's nothing I can feel
that is not over
gone and passed
life is pretending
to be such a beautiful chance

And back again now, it's raining on the floor
and I am in beetween while I'm still lying down
and when I try to rise I think that I'm not back
the water is so beautiful this way now

And it's all over
there's nothing I can feel
that is not over
gone and passed
life is pretending
to be such a beautiful chance