I don't expect my love affairs to last for long
Never fool myself that my dreams will come true
Being used to trouble I anticipate it
But all the same I hate it--wouldn't you?
So what happens now?

So what happens now?

Where am I going to?

Where am I going to?

Time and time again I've said that I don't care
That I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and through
But every time it matters all my words desert me
So anyone can hurt me--and they do
So what happens now?

Where am I going go?

Call in three months time and I'll be fine I know
Well maybe not that fine, but I'll survive anyhow
I won't recall the names and places of each sad occasion
But that's no consolation--here and now
So what happens now?

Where am I going to?


Don't ask anymore... (...from Evita'1996)


//////I've got too many things to say...
I don't know what to say...
But; I want to...
I want to...
..And I can't.
These are my last days in town.
And I want to say something...
But I don't know how?!
....