Everything occurs like a blur,
yesterday, tomorrow and today.
I am powerless, sad or drift,
yesterday, tomorrow and today.
Each one is a diva
that is struggling for control.
Callously batting the bubble
of my soul.
Life is a time machine.
Floating like a dream, in between,
yesterday, tomorrow and today.
Everything occurs like a blur,
yesterday, tomorrow and today.
Each one is a diva
that is struggling for control.
Callously batting the bubble
of my soul.
Life is a time machine.