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
