Sting - The Book Of My Life Lyrics
Let me watch by the fire and remember my daysAnd it may be a trick of the firelightBut the flickering pages that trouble my sightIs a book I'm afraid to writeIt's the book of my days, it's the book of my lifeAnd it's cut like a fruit on the blade of a knifeAnd it's all there to see as the section revealsThere's some sorrow in every lifeIf it reads like a puzzle, a wandering mazeThen I won't understand 'til the end of my daysI'm still forced to remember,Remember the words of my lifeThere are promises broken and promises keptAngry words that were spoken, when I should have weptThere's a chapter of secrets, and words to confessIf I lose everything that I possessThere's a chapter on loss and a ghost who won't dieThere's a chapter on love where the ink's never dryThere are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies.Though the pages are numberedI can't see where they leadFor the end is a mystery no-one can readIn the book of my lifeThere's a chapter on fathers a chapter on sonsThere are pages of conflicts that nobody wonAnd the battles you lost and your bitter defeat,There's a page where we fail to meetThere are tales of good fortune that couldn't be plannedThere's a chapter on god that I don't understandThere's a promise of Heaven and Hell but I'm damned if I seeThough the pages are numberedI can't see where they leadFor the end is a mystery no-one can readIn the book of my lifeNow the daylight's returningAnd if one sentence is trueAll these pages are burningAnd all that's left is youThough the pages are number
