What Am I - Lola Marsh

Moments like this

Seem to be short and immortal

As I take my last breath

I realize showtime is over

I wonder

What am I to do?

What am I to say?

What am I to be?

What am I to do?

What am I to say?

What am I to be?

Shortly I’ll be leaving

My marbles I’ll be giving

To you, old friend

Colorful balloons

Are painting my pale moon

Shortly I’ll be leaving

My marbles I’ll be giving

To you, old friend

Colorful balloons

Are painting my pale moon

Trains pass me

Please don’t rush me

My time to shine will come

Until then I’m lying hungry in the sun

Trains pass me

Please don’t rush me

My time to shine will come

Until then I’m lying hungry in the sun

Trains pass me

Please don’t rush me

My time to shine will come

Until then I’m lying hungry in the sun

Trains pass me

Please don’t rush

My time to shine will come

Until then I’m lying hungry in the sun

Hungry in the sun