Texty: Donna Regina. A Quiet Week In The House. Finally.

How long can i here be
Grey days are passing by
Like an endless dream
And no one to tell you
It was just a dream
Now it's all too real
And no one can catch you
As you're falling deep
And you're falling deep (???)

How long can i here be
Until you realize
Life's too good to you

When you open your eyes
You will see clearly
Clouds (???) Have gone away
... Falling (???) Slowly
And you ........... You see
It's too good to be [this whole part is damn difficult to understand]

It's good to be you
It's good to be me
It's good to be you
It's good to be me

Finally
Finally
Finally
Finally
Finally
Finally
Finally