Still Life Ahead - Sambassadeur

Jennie, won’t you come home?

Been so cold, now you’re gone

I hide my heart so no-one sees

All the love that dwell inside of me

I was brought up on a mindless dream

It was laid out like a ruthless scheme

Too caught up to realise

I listened in and figured out your heart

Jennie, I had this dream

The two of us back again

Then in my bed you told me:

«There is still life ahead»

(Ahead, ahead, ahead…)