Music: Tim Peeters/Britt Pols
Silent nights recalling you
A souvenir of what it could be
Pieces of my mind are yours
I forget the parts Iām missing
I pretend that we are okay
Like nothings ever broken
And I pretend that we are dancing
Like the nights are never ending
I pretend that we are okay
Like nothings ever broken
And I pretend that we are dancing
Like the nights are never ending
We were living life
We were living life living life
We were living life in the fast lane
We were living life
We were living life living life
We were living life in the fast lane