Someone falls to pieces sleepin all alone. Someone kills the pain spinning in the silence to finally drift away, someone gets excited in a chapel yard and catches a bouquet. Another lays a dozen of white roses on a grave. To be yourself is all that you can do, to be yourself is all that you can do! Someone finds salvation in everyone and another only pain. Someone tries to hide himself, sown inside himself, he prays. Someone swears his true love until the end of time. Another runs away. Separate or united? Healthy or insane? To be yourself is all that you can do, to be yourself is all that you can do! And even when you've paid enough, been pulled apart or been held up, with every single memory of the good or bad faces of luck, don’t lose any sleep tonight; I'm sure everything will end up alright. You may win or lose, But to be yourself is all that you can do, to be yourself is all that you can do