Love Story

Walking from door to door
Like a hobo
The landlords don't accept my payment (my payment)
They think it's too low for their standards
Constantly seeking something better (something better)
Something they'll crave, Something they'll never keep
If their mind will quickly spoil it
They will instantly set it free

Chorus:
They'll turn Ferrari into Polonaise
A manor into shack
A diamond into stone
Beauty into ugliness
They'll set a carp free
Thinking about a bigger fish

And they are in their vicious circle
Of their superficial attitude
Superficial dreams going forward
Into abyss
They are seeking what's non-existent
Pursuing what's inconsistent
Making it too distant
And ignoring what's worth their Love

Chorus (4x)