Are we alive?
Sometimes I ask myself, ‘Are we alive?’
It seems that we are giving shape to another’s life,
We forget to smile, forget to breathe
We don’t give our life a little time to ease.
Sometimes I ask myself, ‘Are we alive?’
It seems that we are giving shape to another’s life,
We forget to smile, forget to breathe
We don’t give our life a little time to ease.