Med facit i hand - Asta Kask

Jag samlar mina minnen och sparar alla kort

Jag tnker p vem jag blev och vad jag borde gjort

Kunde jag ha ndrat nt p den jag skulle bli

Eller fastnade jag fare lnge sen I dets ironi

Jag var ju bara barnet och livet lg ju s platt

Som en motorvg till helvetet som jag frskte springa ikapp

Mnga are av gldje och ngra utav sorg

Nu are jag till beskdning som I en stupstock p ett torg

Ja visst har jag ftt trnar p livets hrda stig

Men smllarna som smrtade de lrde bara mig

Att sl tillbaks det are lnlst s ta fienden I hand

Fare tar du Fan I bten d fare du ro honom iland

Vad skulle jag gjort

Vad skulle du gjort

Nu are jag S Hare och vi are som vi are

Jag vxte upp och blev en sn som alla sa jag var

Men nnting I mitt inre protesterade och sa Du lever ju en kort stund nu men dden den are lng

En andra chans den fare du aldrig mera ngon gng

Nare ridn vl har fallit och ingen lngre ser

Att det var jag som frringade den mnniska som jag blev

Vad skulle jag gjort

Vad skulle du gjort

Nu are jag S Hare och vi are som vi are

Jag har samlat mina minnen och sparat alla kort

Jag ser tillbaks och undrar varfare allt gick s fort

Ville jag ha ndrat nt p den jag lyckats bli

Eller vann jag hgsta vinsten I livets lotteri

I collect my memories and save all the cards

I think about who I became and what I should have done

Could I have changed a bit about who I would become

Or did I get caught up in its irony much later

I was just the child and life was so flat

Like a highway to hell that I tried to catch up with

Many are of joy and some of sadness

Now I am on notice as a stumbling block in a square

Yes, of course I have found tears on the hard path of life

But the bangs that smacked them only taught me

To beat it back is to take the enemy in hand

Fare you take Fan I bten d fare you row him ashore

What would I have done?

What would you do?

Now I am S Hare and we are as we are

I grew up to be a snob like everyone said I was

But something inside me protested and said You live for a short time now but death is long

A second chance you'll never get again

Nare roden well has fallen and no one sees anymore

That it was me who called the human that I became

What would I have done?

What would you do?

Now I am S Hare and we are as we are

I have collected my memories and saved all the cards

I look back and wonder where it all went so fast

Would I have changed a bit about who I managed to become

Or I won the biggest prize in life's lottery