Tekster: Anotherstory. Other. Plans.

You, stop and have a rest and talk to me
About the problems you have
And how they'll never make much sense to us
To us...

You'll help me learn about myself
We made up all these plans
Tell them they were wrong
But were they?
We made up all these plans
Tell them they were wrong
But were they?

Should we move along life's endless corridors
Or choose to leave?
I've never wanted to but what if this never ends?
Each time I'll close my eyes and dream we're meant to...
Pursue this, then I stop
Cause I'm damaging myself
It was all my fault

We made up all these plans
Tell them they were wrong
But were they?
We made up all these plans
Tell them they were wrong
But were they?

Who decides who gives or takes
Who'll choose to make the same mistakes
I know I have a choice but not a fair one!
What if this never ends
This pretending...
That we aren't ourselves
We owe this to our friends

We made up all these plans
Tell them they were wrong
But were they?
We made up all these plans
Tell them they were wrong
But were they?